"That's halfway to the right question." Aamir called to Andrezi, fighting down the anger at being completely ignored by the self-admitted magister, anger that wasn't just about being treated so rudely. He had a theory, had it handed to him by his subconscious whilst watching the situation unfold.
"It's not why. It's how. Not one of us seems to remember anything suspicious, or at least anything we thought to mention. Not one of us was dragged here unwillingly by thugs, not one has a wound from being truncheoned. And, not a one of us has any memory of drug, nor poison used against us. My last memory... Well, there's nothing I'd done that day that could have gotten me into such a quandary. So, with all logical explanation gone, only the illogical remains. And indeed, the magical arts do nothing if not defy the logic of reality. He paused, taking a second to let people consider what he was saying, but not long enough to reply. During the brief silence, he smacked a gauntleted palm against his thigh, calling his mutt to follow him.
"I see two sorcerously inclined people here, and none of us remember a jot. Indeed, it would seem we're even acting against our character, if indeed we do appear to be who we each are. Take our initiate, here. The paladin. She's said she's to take a man at his actions, when the crusaders of such causes are renown for their ability to see into the hearts of men, their intent. And take heed of our friend, the one who might well have slain the paleling. One moment, he's ready to strike down the man, the next he's clasping arms with him. But he reeks of undeath. I fear we may well be under some influence not our own." His face had gone dark, lips drawn thin, as he drew his gaze across the group.
"What we'd best ask, all of us, is who we are. Not where, or why. If we're to know we're not enemies, then we'd better know each other as friends." With that, he shifted his weight, unbuckling the massive shield after he rested it on the ground, a symbol of goodwill. At the same time, he gestured into the dark, and then barked a command to his dog.
"Seek" At once the animal ran into the dark, the snuffling sound of sniffing immediately coming from the shadows. "If there's anything out there, Viggy will find it. He's a good dog."