"So... sort of a support group? Well, It... has been difficult dealing with things here. Things just don't make sense! I mean, it used to be I could smite a monster and save the litter of kittens and everyone would cheer! Here, I'd probably get tossed in jail for murdering an "innocent" creature and the kittens would be plotting to blow up an orphanage or something. Things are just... wrong here."
Alcy looks up, realizing she's starting to ramble.
"I... I'm sorry. I'm sure this isn't the time or place, but I needed to get that out. Is there some sort of meeting place, or local office or something? Brochures, you must have brochures or something, maybe I ought to start with those..."
The young Eladrin is clearly getting ahead of herself, but seems to have found some solace in the idea that she is, at least, not alone in this place.