Khandi's page

Khandi taps her lip a little bit, tugging on it with the pad of one of her fingers and she hums, visibly thinking before looking to Mirabelle and the others, "Hmm, don't suppose you know what burnt down in the fire. I'm...passingly aware of the church of Abadar."

And a quick Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21 to figure out anything I can about what burnt down in the fire

Khandi is, for her part, mostly quiet, absorbing information and trying to figure out, in her own mind at least, where they'd want to search for the next batch of moving corpses. Technically not CORPSES she was pretty sure, though undead none the less. An awful plague, self-replicating creatures, and apparently ones with INTENT, as opposed to the sort of slavering mess these things SHOULD cause with a body, if their chewed up friend was any indicator at least.

Knowledge Religion: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20 to know stuff about the church of Abadar

And this is who I'm going to be playing now!

Brute force retcon, by the by, means that as far as anyone is concerned there was never a Margaret, it was always Khandi, what are you talking about?