]-[Entry 7: Bar Meet And The Inquest Issue] by Xeck Jovan-[

I find that taking breaks can be refreshing and can even improve one's productivity (in moderation). In the hopes of getting the Krewe together for a break from all of our duties, I organized a meeting to take place at the local bar.

Hours after getting the word out, my friends and I had gathered together at the pub. My colleagues had taken leave from the lab for several days for field work and other objectives, so seeing them again was almost like a family reunion. Skisir, one of the apprentices, was serving the drinks. As I recall, she mentioned that she had experience with many bars in Hoelbrak. 

Drinks in hand, we chatted about our work and our recent discoveries. Eventually the group were musing about what I'd been up to, and that's when I told them the story about the girl and the brain surgery idea.

Odd though, as soon as I told them about the girl, she happened to arrive at the bar, in Inquest armor! It was a startling sight. Naxxi didn't appear to be the kind of persona (or intellect) to be a good-for-nothing Inquest. My Krewe mates were alarmed at the Inquest gear, and they, along with my own opinion, tried to convince Naxxi why her "Krewe" were up to no good. Naxxi, somehow oblivious to how dangerous the Inquest are, wondered why we were trying to put down her Krewe's reputation.

After some talk, Naxxi didn't change her mind about being in with the Inquest, but I was able to convince her to come with my Krewe one of these days to observe exactly what the Inquest do with their experiments.

I promptly left after to put this all down. Why do I feel like I should help out Naxxi when I hardly know her?

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