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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Verbatim" data-source="post: 2634329" data-attributes="member: 15549">Chryse:[sblock] As Chryse was escorted to Father Velias' room, the soldiers said nothing to the young priest and if the others they passed in the halls found anything odd in the procession, they did not show it on their faces. Reaching a room that looked as non-descript as all the rooms they had passed thus far, the soldiers stopped and their nervous looking soldier knocked quickly on the closed door."It is open."As Chryse twisted the polished brass knob, the door swung open easily on well oiled hinges and for the second time in less than twenty minutes Chryse was in the presence of Father Velias."Please close the door young man, there is much that you and I need to discuss before you and your companions take your leave of here. However, I do not wish for your wounds to bother you any longer than they need to."Approaching you, the priest placed his hands on either arm and chanted softly. His hands began to glow with a soft golden nimbus and as the warmth of healing spell filled you, you felt the last linger traces of your wounds disappear and the weariness from the road washed away.Nodding his head slightly, the priest walked over to a simple table in his room and took a seat motioning for you to do the same."Tell me young man, how is it that one who has taken the lives of Heironeous' children now comes to be sharing the trail with Commander Trask's youngest? I do not wish to insult you with casting a spell of truth speaking, so please do not insult me by forcing me to."The older's priests words were not spoken harshly, and while the man might be bluffing, he sounded to Chryse as if he wanted nothing more than the answers to the questions he asked.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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