As Sadar interrogates the group, Mauricio facepalms... which means that his fingers end up brushing over his bald scalp. His fingers curl away and Mauricio's voice becomes heated.

"We have been duped, Sadar! The gnoll lied to us! This woman, whoever she is," Mauricio pointed to Dalnu, "is clearly not Sofh the researcher, wife of Zetath al Ustadh! And Jaghun, the flea-bitten mongrel, he knew that! He's probably laughing with his female cohort at the Rabid Dog right now!"

Mauricio leans against the office wall, stroking his temple to soothe a growing headache. "We are back to square one... May he choke on that gold coin," he mutters.

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Mauricio Averni
HP: 17/17
AC: 14
Class DC: 17
Speed: 25
Fort: +4
Ref: +6
Will: +7
Perception: +7
Feats: Forensic Acumen, That's Odd