You say, 'Hail, Norlta Zamish'

Norlta Zamish says 'Hmm, is someone there? I've been [wrongfully imprisoned] I'm waiting for appeal, but its been a long time. Where, in the name of Brell, is my appeal?'

You say, 'wrongfully imprisoned?'

Norlta Zamish says 'They have me here for a little [white lie], how can that be justice? What is this, the Plane of Injustice? The Plane of Unfarity?'

You say, 'what white lie'

Norlta Zamish blushes. 'Well maybe a little more than a little white lie, but I still don't deserve to be here with murderers and crazy people, and the like. You look like a fair person, why don't you tell me if you think I should be here, want to [know what happened]?'

You say, 'i want to know what happened'

Norlta Zamish says 'I was an apprentice for Varkon Theardor in Ak'Anon, and he sent me to scout the minotaur caves, to make sure the hero wasn't out and about. Well I made it out to Steamfont, and it was one of the most beautiful days I'd ever seen, halfway to the caves I set down to watch some clouds go by. Next thing I know it was hours later, I didn't rightly have time to make it to the caves and back, so I went to [Varkon] and told him the hero wasn't around.'

You say, 'who is varkon'

Norlta Zamish says 'Well little did I know, Varkon was planning a trip to the caves, I guess I should have figured it, but I just wasn't thinking. Hours passed, until finally word came that the minotaur hero had squished poor Varkon. When news reached Larkon, Varkon's brother, that I was responsible for Varkon's death he asked that I be set before the Tribunal.'