"Stars?" Jennifer was confused. "I thought stars were just holes in the Crystal Spheres which the material planes existed in. They wouldn't go away just because it was dark would they? Like maybe you wouldn't see them, but they'd still be there." material cosmology seemed like it was getting confusing "Are we sure it's not Nightwalkers? They don't ever get summoned because they hate all creatures with the spark of life, but they still appear at night to capture fugitives of the negative energy plane."

"Good job, y'all!  Now lets go find us some bushwhackin' murderers."

The room looks to have once been an elaborate congregation hall for some sort of religious ritual, with a large altar on the opposite end of the room. An archway behind the altar opens into yet another room, obscured slightly by an ancient and tattered curtain.

Near the altar, a troll stands, wearing the tattered remains of a "I Survived the Sunless Citadel" shirt. He turns and grins at the party. "Delicious."

"Ya don't wanna cross swords with this party, friend," Leo strikes an ominous chord, "we been slaughterin' folk like you since we were in the crib."

17 Intimidate.

Unit steps into the room, mind blade in hand.  A troll?  Now they were getting somewhere.  The Young Knights would have an increase in member interest when word of this got around, which he could then parlay into influence.