The tortle lets out a saddened sigh at Grubfingers as he rubs his forehead. "The fact of the matter is, there was nothing left. He was gone, just like that" He snaps his old, wrinkly claws. "The man grabbed his face and he..." He gulped while struggling to say the last word. "Erupted. He vanished out of existence with a painful wail and a burst of light..."

"Do you happen to have any leads or a place to start looking for clues." Ashes sympathizes with the Tortle and gives him a pat on the shoulder.

"The body should have gone somewhere, shouldn't it have?"  Grubfingers looks confused about the lack of a body.

"I'm afraid not... maybe... but I don't know.." The tortle sniffles as he finishes cleaning the last glass before setting down a small leather bag encrusted with a red ruby. "His hand is in there." He would cover his face with his hand as he leaves from behind the counter, walking upstairs to his dwelling. Marsyl would sigh, seeing his friend still distraught after many years. "Aye, I apologize for ye havin' to endure his moping. I'd pay extra if ye can get 'im back to his old jolly self." Marsyl would huff a bit before walking back into the kitchen and hollering at some of the halflings who were woking back there.

It would begin raining again, as a small, but very noticeable rumble could be heard from outside of the building as the motion caused the door to creak further open, allowing some of the light sprinkling of rain. This light motion was fallowed by the smashing of rock and the sound of 'oohs' and 'ahhs'.

Ashes looks to the leather bag. He then looks to the other people who joined "I am glad others have decided to help. Does anyone know of a way to track down the body, from this hand. I am afraid I lack any mystical means of tracking." He then began stroking his chin. "If no one knows then perhaps we can ask the local guards for information"

"I do not have anything that would be helpfull finding a missing body I know nothng about.  Hey Marsyl!" Grubfingers would yell to the back, "YOU SAID YEARS, HOW MANY YEARS?"

Grubfingers spits into his hand and pushes it out to shake Jhimas' hand "Sounds good, Jrubfingers the name."

Ashe looks to Jhimas and nods in agreement. "Lets head out" He then makes his way outside of the tavern.

"Going to get wet." Xilbella comments as she follows the others out of the inn and towards the nearest guard post.

(Yeah thats what I'm guessing too, annouing part is that when I PMed him about the game last week he said he was getting too busy with school, but had posted in other games that he is a player in, and has now applied to play in an other game.)