It feels morally right to let you know of a tragic accident which had happened deep down in the Sewers. A group of men decided to hunt Chosen. Once done, a 'voice' began whispering in their ears, forcing some of them to do things they later now regret. Incapable of rejecting the given instructions due to a charm-person as I indentified it to be, they pushed the Elf down he bottomless pit. The whispers, as I heard them were as following.
"Praise the appetite, give us the body of the Elf. His flesh, his skin, his blood. All will be ours."
After this, two men stepped towards the Elf and pushed them in, as the Dwarf shouted "Yes -- We will." The Human in green, with a dazed glance, frowned down on the elf, apologized, and helped the Dwarf to push the Elf in, who didn't resist.
Afterwards, the Human in green was told to follow a Chosen into a chamber, where he was rewarded with an unenchanted weapon. The Chosen chuckled as the group left. Once they stepped out of their territory, they realised what had just happened; and saught to hide their crimes, desperate as they were. The Human bought the longest length of rope he could get in an attempt to climb down, get the body and raise him. He failed. He's now walking Lower, ashamed of his actions.
A witness to the event. Willing to testify, would time demand it. Contact me by leaving an object of value inside the Lake. I'll find it.
Naturewalker, Balance bringer. Vengil.