"I was expecting you to ask." The elf smiles a contented smile. "You see, my elegant performance in the elven

"I was expecting you to ask." The elf smiles a contented smile. "You see, my elegant performance in the elven camp didn't go unnoticed. When I rejected Urgathoa's gift, I mocked my former mistress. There is at least one deity who liked that very, very much. And we have one acquaintance among that deity's chosen who put in a word for me. So I was allowed to return — with a new mission and new goals. I'm not undead any more, but I'm still an inquisitor... An inquisitor of Pharasma."