"Sadly, this not just a social call. We are looking for some local Sun Chosen and the one guiding them.” Slang briefly closed their eyes. "Though it looks like we were too late for one. We heard of you and figure such a respected and prominent deity would be the most informed on the local news.”

Slang gestured to Wic with a hand. "We’ve brought a few tea blends he has crafted with us. I always preferred sharing rumors and gossip over a drink if you are amenable to talking with us. Though I understand if you too busy and have to turn us away, Grandmother.”