You wander into the elegant house of a mage. You can see the magical influences in the room, with dragons all around the fireplace and in the stained glass windows. Shelves upon shelves have been stacked with the strangest looking jars and potions. There is a scroll on the floor. You pick it up and it reads itself to you:
"I have been magically frozen in the vaults of the Guild for a short time, just until I can return safely tae the lands. You may see my spirits around Moorgate until I resume my life. Treat them the same way as ye would me, and they will pass on information tae me. Until we meet in person, farewell."