Lucrio gave Dionysis a perplexed look. "Never heard of the place, and I swear by the Lady's cold heart, I ain't aiming to see it." Luc shook his head. "Ole Kelmo must be going senile. There is talk of war, why would he send my to... where again?" Dionysis smiled. "You would know it as Minoc. I was there scouting. Interesting folk, harmless enough I think. My skills are required... elsewhere." Lucrio spat, "What am I supposed to do there anyway? Kill 'em all?" "No, my friend, Kelmo asks that you just make a presence there. Let the town folk know that matters pertaining to Minax are not their affair. Lucrio thought for a bit, "How am I supposed to do that?" Dion smiled again. "Oh, you know... Preen like a peacock, act the fool, and pretend you know what you are doing." Lucrio whirled and picked up a mug to throw, but of course, Dion was already gone.