She'd been out working in the Marketplace, a slight misstep had called for her to quickly disappear, luckily, Lucien's townhouse had been close so she'd stopped off there. Clothes were dumped in the bathroom and she was washing up, being careful of the scrapes and bruises she'd acquired, when she heard the knocking. With a sigh she scurried into the bedroom and pulled on a pair of jeans and a tank top. A quick glance in the mirror made her frown again and she went into the closet and pulled out one of Lucky's shirts, slipping that on as well.

After another stop in the bathroom to grab her knife and shove it into the back of her pants, pick up her PDA, and pull an object from the pile, she all but bounded for the door. The orb in her hand was tossed up, caught, then shoved into her front pocket when she heard the knocking again. Before she took those final few steps she alerted Lucky to her presence in the Townhouse and that there might be trouble, then the PDA was dropped on a nearby table.

With a smile plastered on her face and one hand at her back she unlocked the door and pulled it open, "Salve!" Seeing Issy and her companions there made her pause. "Salve" as she repeated herself she leaned out a little and looked up and down the street. "What can I do for you?"

Isuelt licked her lips and nodded slightly to her old friend, the barrister. While this subject was delicate, she had trusted him with other matters of equal importance, namely her freedom and her life.

"Lucien," she dropped all formality as it really was a moot point at this late hour of the game. "We're looking for any information you have on those relics that we'll be looking for. I want to be able to pass along as much direction to those helping to search for them." Her dark eyes ticked behind her for a moment, she gauged Valkyire's hesitation and Mirage's stoic silence. Valkyire, of course, had the most at stake on a sheer personal level, but she would have to trust Isuelt's allies if they were to make headway. She knew that Valkyire would have to be with those she trusted the most and therefore, had paired Lucien with Valkyire on their search for the Scathachian idol.

Now, she didn't know the entire layout of Lucien Mallorek's home, but she knew as much to continue down the hall as she was speaking and veer to the left to enter the parlor where she took a seat. "The idol. That is the first item. You and Valkyire will be looking for this, along with Athena and Daniel DeAuster." She nodded for her Sisters to follow her lead and sit down. While she wasn't the hostess here, by any stretch of the imagination, she knew that her Scathachian Sisters would feel more at ease if they saw that she was at ease. She hoped that Lucien and Kate would forgive her. "We have reports of this item through history and it's...well, it's really something of a mythological relic. It was the first of the likenesses of Scathach. It was carried by her first students as they traveled to spread word of her deeds and teachings. In time, it became the sacred relic of the order and her students were eventually labeled 'Scathachians.' It's made from a rare wood, which is now extinct. And...it, like the rest of the relics, is said to house a part of Scathach herself. She has been spread too thin." Those dark eyes looked to Valkyire, where her gaze rested for a moment. "The other items we need your expertise with are the Quiver of Scathach, the Gavel of Scathach...which we had in our possession until the murderous agents of Bhaal stripped it from us, and the Compass." Her lips were tight on the last object. At least for now. She looked from her Sisters to Kate and lastly to Lucien. With his collection of old manuscripts and his vast love for antiquities, she prayed that he might have record, knowledge or theories as to the whereabouts of their sacred relics.

Cool blue gaze moved from his friend to her sisters. The barrister was glad for Issy's ease and he took her cue and followed suit. He nodded as the Judge recounted the relics that the Sisters had entrusted their allies to help recover.

Lucien had spent many hours going through his own archives and library to find whatever information he might glean about the missing relics over the past weeks. He had also made numerous inquiries with his contacts and underground resources in that time. He picked up a note pad from the stack of books and offered it to Issy. "This is what I have been able to find out so far. I am expecting additional reports in the next couple days."

The barrister sat back in his seat just as Kate returned with some refreshments. He reached up to brush his hand over Kate's back lightly when she leaned against the chair as he watched Issy. "There is some good information in there, but I've found nothing on the compass. It is almost as if it never existed," he paused, letting his attention move from one Sister to the other.

A grin ghosted at the corner of his mouth as Issy described their Sister Scribe, Sheryl and he nodded. "If she needs assistance with transport, I can have my carriage sent to meet her at the Temple," he offered at the Judge's mention of the Scribe possible burden.

He shifted in his seat, letting his attention move among the Sister's gathered. His attention rested a breath longer on Valkyrie, once again recalling the burden she carried, before he returned his gaze to his Issy. He was already going through a mental inventory of the archives and artifacts to go over with the Sister Scribe. "My library and archives are at the Sisters' disposal."