Operation text Edit
First off, you play a mean hand of Wicked Grace. Second, the lead you dug up for me on this Bhelenforth guy in Kirkwall is starting to show some promise.
I got my editor to look around for me. She's a Coterie boss, so people tell her things whether they want to or not. She tracked down the poor sod carrying the manuscripts out of Kirkwall. This is where it gets weird.
The courier is a magistrate: Lord Werner Camring. The Coterie won't touch him with a ten-foot pole. Maybe you could have a polite word with him for me?
Advisor suggestions Edit
I'm owed a few favors in the Viscount's office. I could call one in.
A magistrate courier? He has to be involved in something else. Let's find out what.
I have a friend in the Kirkwall guard. She might be willing to talk to this magistrate.
I regret to inform you that Magistrate Camring was discovered dead in his home this morning in what the guards believe was a grisly reenactment of a scene from some penny dreadful called Hard in Hightown. I do not know what interest the Inquisition has in the matter, nor do I want to know.
Camring is dead. Fully armored, locked in an inner room in his home, a knife in his back. He knew someone was coming for him. Ironically, the scene was exactly the same as one in the first Hard in Hightown novel. Someone sent a professional after this magistrate. They had to leave a trail.
We found Magistrate Camring dead in his home. There was no sign of forced entry, but Camring was holed up in a closet in full armor with a knife in his back. Wasn't that a scene from Hard in Hightown? The guard is investigating now. And tell Varric to watch his back.