Just as the words about the burning of the prison leave the lips of Sajan, an elf walks into the room. He looks around and sees you all, his eyes focusing on Aemrelara.
Ean vcilwwalla sa irailman ane laaa aey elnya sema Armrelara
I heard about the Professor's death, and wished to make it in time for the funeral. If the word around the town is to be understood, then I am unfortunately too late. I wish that it had been otherwise. Still, I would like to pay my respects at some point if that is possible.
In the meantime, what is this about the burning of the prison? I am somewhat knowledgeable about archives and how they work, perhaps I can be of a help.