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<blockquote data-quote="Nonlethal Force" data-source="post: 2965322" data-attributes="member: 35788"><p>Rhema stopped short of the temple, causing Semeion and Charis to stop half-way up the steps. Charis saw the motion and turned to question her friend. <span style="color: Orange">“Rhema, aren’t you coming?”</span> The tone of her voice betrayed disappointment at the possibility of being separated further. </p><p></p><p>Semeion turned slightly so that he could see Rhema over Charis. He had stopped a few steps above Charis and as a result his head was slightly above Charis’ head. <span style="color: Plum">“Yeah, Rhema. We’re just going to be a minute getting that healer out of the temple. And we could probably use your help in convincing him of the necessity involved.”</span></p><p></p><p>Rhema shook her head slowly. <span style="color: PaleGreen">“Not this time, guys. You two head into the temple and do what Ischarus wanted from you. As for me, Ischarus has something different for me to accomplish.”</span></p><p></p><p>Charis smiled. <span style="color: Orange">“Listen, Rhema. We’ve already seen that the streets aren’t safe today. Why don’t you come in here and we’ll get the temple healer we saw earlier and we’ll be on our way. We’ll come with you to your stop and be back at the prison in no time. Ischarus isn’t in any danger and I doubt that he’s going anywhere. And if we’re together, we can keep each other safe.”</span></p><p></p><p>Rhema smiled at Charis’ pleasant suggestion. It had persuasion written all over it, but Rhema wouldn’t violate Ischarus’ orders. Charis could persuade her until the sky turned black and Rhema wouldn’t seek her charge until these two went into the temple. <span style="color: PaleGreen">“Ischarus told me I have to go alone, Charis. I know the streets aren’t safe, but in truth they likely aren’t safe for you, Charis. Anyone who is seeking us is seeking you, Charis. I think Semeion and I can pass through the streets fairly securely without being recognized by anyone looking for you. Now this isn’t the place to have any more of this discussion, so you two go inside and I’ll meet you back at the prison.”</span></p><p></p><p>Charis descended the steps and embraced Rhema in a brief hug. <span style="color: Orange">“You be safe, Rhema. If you notice anything suspicious, get yourself to a guard before a fight begins. We don’t need to have the two of you in a prison before the day is over.”</span></p><p></p><p>Rhema returned the hug. <span style="color: PaleGreen">“Of course. And you two do the same. Try to avoid fighting. It’d be best if we stay out of trouble until we get Ischarus free. If we get into trouble it’ll likely only cast a bad shadow upon Ischarus’ case.”</span></p><p></p><p>The women separated and Charis ascended up the steps to Semeion. The pair turned around and climbed the rest of the way up into the temple. Soon Rhema was left alone in the streets of Fingerdale.</p><p></p><p>Inside the temple, the acolyte that had greeted them earlier looked startled to see the pair return. <span style="color: Lime">“You both have returned so quickly? Is there something wrong with the service that you received?”</span></p><p></p><p>Charis smiled politely and looked the acolyte straight into the eye. <span style="color: Orange">“No. Actually the service was so ideal that we have further use for him. We would like to see the healer at his earliest convenience.”</span></p><p></p><p>The acolyte nodded in understand and added, <span style="color: Lime">“Can I at least show you to a room, then?”</span></p><p></p><p>Semeion shook his head in the negative. <span style="color: Plum">“No. To be honest we are in a bit of a hurry and you could say that this is a matter of the city guard. His presence is needed at the prison. The friend we were in here with earlier is in need of some help that only he can provide. You see, he examined my friend here and his analysis of what he thought was wrong with her is valuable information in a case the prison warden is studying.”</span></p><p></p><p>The acolyte snapped to full alertness and gave Semeion his full attention at the mention of the prison and the warden. Although he didn’t quite follow the full request, he knew what to do. <span style="color: Lime">“Yes, sir. I will go find the one who was with you a bit ago. Please stay here until my return.”</span></p><p></p><p>The acolyte was gone only a few minutes when the sound of bare feet hustling along the ground could be heard coming in their direction. The acolyte turned the nearest corner in the hallway to the right and the healer followed him close behind. Soon they entered the entranceway and the acolyte added, <span style="color: Lime">“My apologies, but I could not remember the official reason for his aid, but I did tell him that it was urgent and a matter of the local guard. I assumed that you both would be able to fill him in on the details more appropriately.”</span></p><p></p><p>Semeion nodded and Charis dismissed the acolyte. <span style="color: Orange">“Certainly, and I am sure that you have other duties to attend to.”</span></p><p></p><p>The healer took the hint from Charis and dismissed the acolyte formally. <span style="color: Lime">“Our acolytes pride themselves on being able to remain busy at all times as devotion to their god. Besides, we do understand here that not all matters are intended for the ears of everyone.”</span></p><p></p><p>The acolyte took the hint and stepped away. As he did, another customer opened the outside door and the acolyte stepped away even further to greet the newest visitor.</p><p></p><p>The healer spoke softly so as to not be heard by anyone else in the entryway. <span style="color: Lime">“So, in what way can I be of service to you and the city guard?”</span></p><p></p><p>Semeion smiled, remembering the anger that had flowed through his body earlier when he had first met this healer. <span style="color: Plum">“I don’t mean to be rude, but our friend is in trouble. Might we explain on the way to the prison?”</span></p><p></p><p>The healer was obviously taken by the request. <span style="color: Lime">“You want me to follow you to the prison? Wouldn’t it be a simple enough solution to have a member of the guard come here?</span></p><p></p><p>Charis looked the healer directly in the eye and spoke softly with all her charm. <span style="color: Orange">“Sir, I understand that your time is valuable. I really do. But the one who caused my injuries was apprehended after we left here and my friend was involved in his arrest. The information that you can give the guard about my wounds is vital to setting my friend free. You would be helping an innocent man. Certainly your superiors understand the importance of such a responsibility?”</span></p><p></p><p>The healer looked at Charis for a second, mulling over her speech. <span style="color: Lime">“If you can give me a second, I’ll go clear my schedule for the afternoon and alert the acolytes of my departure.”</span></p><p></p><p>Semeion smiled at Charis’ charm as she spoke once again. <span style="color: Orange">“Certainly, so long as you are willing to help the cause of my friend we will wait for you. Shall we remain here?”</span></p><p></p><p>The healer nodded and then turned down the hall in the direction that he came. His bare feet slapped against the cool stone floor as the acolyte followed more slowly, leading the newcomer he had greeted to a healing room of his own.</p><p></p><p>[Sblock=Speech-Free Color Section]</p><p>Rhema stopped short of the temple, causing Semeion and Charis to stop half-way up the steps. Charis saw the motion and turned to question her friend. “Rhema, aren’t you coming?” The tone of her voice betrayed disappointment at the possibility of being separated further. </p><p></p><p>Semeion turned slightly so that he could see Rhema over Charis. He had stopped a few steps above Charis and as a result his head was slightly above Charis’ head. “Yeah, Rhema. We’re just going to be a minute getting that healer out of the temple. And we could probably use your help in convincing him of the necessity involved.”</p><p></p><p>Rhema shook her head slowly. “Not this time, guys. You two head into the temple and do what Ischarus wanted from you. As for me, Ischarus has something different for me to accomplish.”</p><p></p><p>Charis smiled. “Listen, Rhema. We’ve already seen that the streets aren’t safe today. Why don’t you come in here and we’ll get the temple healer we saw earlier and we’ll be on our way. We’ll come with you to your stop and be back at the prison in no time. Ischarus isn’t in any danger and I doubt that he’s going anywhere. And if we’re together, we can keep each other safe.”</p><p></p><p>Rhema smiled at Charis’ pleasant suggestion. It had persuasion written all over it, but Rhema wouldn’t violate Ischarus’ orders. Charis could persuade her until the sky turned black and Rhema wouldn’t seek her charge until these two went into the temple. “Ischarus told me I have to go alone, Charis. I know the streets aren’t safe, but in truth they likely aren’t safe for you, Charis. Anyone who is seeking us is seeking you, Charis. I think Semeion and I can pass through the streets fairly securely without being recognized by anyone looking for you. Now this isn’t the place to have any more of this discussion, so you two go inside and I’ll meet you back at the prison.”</p><p></p><p>Charis descended the steps and embraced Rhema in a brief hug. “You be safe, Rhema. If you notice anything suspicious, get yourself to a guard before a fight begins. We don’t need to have the two of you in a prison before the day is over.”</p><p></p><p>Rhema returned the hug. “Of course. And you two do the same. Try to avoid fighting. It’d be best if we stay out of trouble until we get Ischarus free. If we get into trouble it’ll likely only cast a bad shadow upon Ischarus’ case.”</p><p></p><p>The women separated and Charis ascended up the steps to Semeion. The pair turned around and climbed the rest of the way up into the temple. Soon Rhema was left alone in the streets of Fingerdale.</p><p></p><p>Inside the temple, the acolyte that had greeted them earlier looked startled to see the pair return. “You both have returned so quickly? Is there something wrong with the service that you received?”</p><p></p><p>Charis smiled politely and looked the acolyte straight into the eye. “No. Actually the service was so ideal that we have further use for him. We would like to see the healer at his earliest convenience.”</p><p></p><p>The acolyte nodded in understand and added, “Can I at least show you to a room, then?”</p><p></p><p>Semeion shook his head in the negative. “No. To be honest we are in a bit of a hurry and you could say that this is a matter of the city guard. His presence is needed at the prison. The friend we were in here with earlier is in need of some help that only he can provide. You see, he examined my friend here and his analysis of what he thought was wrong with her is valuable information in a case the prison warden is studying.”</p><p></p><p>The acolyte snapped to full alertness and gave Semeion his full attention at the mention of the prison and the warden. Although he didn’t quite follow the full request, he knew what to do. “Yes, sir. I will go find the one who was with you a bit ago. Please stay here until my return.”</p><p></p><p>The acolyte was gone only a few minutes when the sound of bare feet hustling along the ground could be heard coming in their direction. The acolyte turned the nearest corner in the hallway to the right and the healer followed him close behind. Soon they entered the entranceway and the acolyte added, “My apologies, but I could not remember the official reason for his aid, but I did tell him that it was urgent and a matter of the local guard. I assumed that you both would be able to fill him in on the details more appropriately.”</p><p></p><p>Semeion nodded and Charis dismissed the acolyte. “Certainly, and I am sure that you have other duties to attend to.”</p><p></p><p>The healer took the hint from Charis and dismissed the acolyte formally. “Our acolytes pride themselves on being able to remain busy at all times as devotion to their god. Besides, we do understand here that not all matters are intended for the ears of everyone.”</p><p></p><p>The acolyte took the hint and stepped away. As he did, another customer opened the outside door and the acolyte stepped away even further to greet the newest visitor.</p><p></p><p>The healer spoke softly so as to not be heard by anyone else in the entryway. “So, in what way can I be of service to you and the city guard?”</p><p></p><p>Semeion smiled, remembering the anger that had flowed through his body earlier when he had first met this healer. “I don’t mean to be rude, but our friend is in trouble. Might we explain on the way to the prison?”</p><p></p><p>The healer was obviously taken by the request. “You want me to follow you to the prison? Wouldn’t it be a simple enough solution to have a member of the guard come here?</p><p></p><p>Charis looked the healer directly in the eye and spoke softly with all her charm. “Sir, I understand that your time is valuable. I really do. But the one who caused my injuries was apprehended after we left here and my friend was involved in his arrest. The information that you can give the guard about my wounds is vital to setting my friend free. You would be helping an innocent man. Certainly your superiors understand the importance of such a responsibility?”</p><p></p><p>The healer looked at Charis for a second, mulling over her speech. “If you can give me a second, I’ll go clear my schedule for the afternoon and alert the acolytes of my departure.”</p><p></p><p>Semeion smiled at Charis’ charm as she spoke once again. “Certainly, so long as you are willing to help the cause of my friend we will wait for you. Shall we remain here?”</p><p></p><p>The healer nodded and then turned down the hall in the direction that he came. His bare feet slapped against the cool stone floor as the acolyte followed more slowly, leading the newcomer he had greeted to a healing room of his own.</p><p>[/Sblock]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Nonlethal Force, post: 2965322, member: 35788"] Rhema stopped short of the temple, causing Semeion and Charis to stop half-way up the steps. Charis saw the motion and turned to question her friend. [Color=Orange]“Rhema, aren’t you coming?”[/Color] The tone of her voice betrayed disappointment at the possibility of being separated further. Semeion turned slightly so that he could see Rhema over Charis. He had stopped a few steps above Charis and as a result his head was slightly above Charis’ head. [Color=Plum]“Yeah, Rhema. We’re just going to be a minute getting that healer out of the temple. And we could probably use your help in convincing him of the necessity involved.”[/Color] Rhema shook her head slowly. [Color=PaleGreen]“Not this time, guys. You two head into the temple and do what Ischarus wanted from you. As for me, Ischarus has something different for me to accomplish.”[/Color] Charis smiled. [Color=Orange]“Listen, Rhema. We’ve already seen that the streets aren’t safe today. Why don’t you come in here and we’ll get the temple healer we saw earlier and we’ll be on our way. We’ll come with you to your stop and be back at the prison in no time. Ischarus isn’t in any danger and I doubt that he’s going anywhere. And if we’re together, we can keep each other safe.”[/Color] Rhema smiled at Charis’ pleasant suggestion. It had persuasion written all over it, but Rhema wouldn’t violate Ischarus’ orders. Charis could persuade her until the sky turned black and Rhema wouldn’t seek her charge until these two went into the temple. [Color=PaleGreen]“Ischarus told me I have to go alone, Charis. I know the streets aren’t safe, but in truth they likely aren’t safe for you, Charis. Anyone who is seeking us is seeking you, Charis. I think Semeion and I can pass through the streets fairly securely without being recognized by anyone looking for you. Now this isn’t the place to have any more of this discussion, so you two go inside and I’ll meet you back at the prison.”[/Color] Charis descended the steps and embraced Rhema in a brief hug. [Color=Orange]“You be safe, Rhema. If you notice anything suspicious, get yourself to a guard before a fight begins. We don’t need to have the two of you in a prison before the day is over.”[/Color] Rhema returned the hug. [Color=PaleGreen]“Of course. And you two do the same. Try to avoid fighting. It’d be best if we stay out of trouble until we get Ischarus free. If we get into trouble it’ll likely only cast a bad shadow upon Ischarus’ case.”[/Color] The women separated and Charis ascended up the steps to Semeion. The pair turned around and climbed the rest of the way up into the temple. Soon Rhema was left alone in the streets of Fingerdale. Inside the temple, the acolyte that had greeted them earlier looked startled to see the pair return. [Color=Lime]“You both have returned so quickly? Is there something wrong with the service that you received?”[/Color] Charis smiled politely and looked the acolyte straight into the eye. [Color=Orange]“No. Actually the service was so ideal that we have further use for him. We would like to see the healer at his earliest convenience.”[/Color] The acolyte nodded in understand and added, [Color=Lime]“Can I at least show you to a room, then?”[/Color] Semeion shook his head in the negative. [Color=Plum]“No. To be honest we are in a bit of a hurry and you could say that this is a matter of the city guard. His presence is needed at the prison. The friend we were in here with earlier is in need of some help that only he can provide. You see, he examined my friend here and his analysis of what he thought was wrong with her is valuable information in a case the prison warden is studying.”[/Color] The acolyte snapped to full alertness and gave Semeion his full attention at the mention of the prison and the warden. Although he didn’t quite follow the full request, he knew what to do. [Color=Lime]“Yes, sir. I will go find the one who was with you a bit ago. Please stay here until my return.”[/Color] The acolyte was gone only a few minutes when the sound of bare feet hustling along the ground could be heard coming in their direction. The acolyte turned the nearest corner in the hallway to the right and the healer followed him close behind. Soon they entered the entranceway and the acolyte added, [Color=Lime]“My apologies, but I could not remember the official reason for his aid, but I did tell him that it was urgent and a matter of the local guard. I assumed that you both would be able to fill him in on the details more appropriately.”[/Color] Semeion nodded and Charis dismissed the acolyte. [Color=Orange]“Certainly, and I am sure that you have other duties to attend to.”[/Color] The healer took the hint from Charis and dismissed the acolyte formally. [Color=Lime]“Our acolytes pride themselves on being able to remain busy at all times as devotion to their god. Besides, we do understand here that not all matters are intended for the ears of everyone.”[/Color] The acolyte took the hint and stepped away. As he did, another customer opened the outside door and the acolyte stepped away even further to greet the newest visitor. The healer spoke softly so as to not be heard by anyone else in the entryway. [Color=Lime]“So, in what way can I be of service to you and the city guard?”[/Color] Semeion smiled, remembering the anger that had flowed through his body earlier when he had first met this healer. [Color=Plum]“I don’t mean to be rude, but our friend is in trouble. Might we explain on the way to the prison?”[/Color] The healer was obviously taken by the request. [Color=Lime]“You want me to follow you to the prison? Wouldn’t it be a simple enough solution to have a member of the guard come here?[/Color] Charis looked the healer directly in the eye and spoke softly with all her charm. [Color=Orange]“Sir, I understand that your time is valuable. I really do. But the one who caused my injuries was apprehended after we left here and my friend was involved in his arrest. The information that you can give the guard about my wounds is vital to setting my friend free. You would be helping an innocent man. Certainly your superiors understand the importance of such a responsibility?”[/Color] The healer looked at Charis for a second, mulling over her speech. [Color=Lime]“If you can give me a second, I’ll go clear my schedule for the afternoon and alert the acolytes of my departure.”[/Color] Semeion smiled at Charis’ charm as she spoke once again. [Color=Orange]“Certainly, so long as you are willing to help the cause of my friend we will wait for you. Shall we remain here?”[/Color] The healer nodded and then turned down the hall in the direction that he came. His bare feet slapped against the cool stone floor as the acolyte followed more slowly, leading the newcomer he had greeted to a healing room of his own. [Sblock=Speech-Free Color Section] Rhema stopped short of the temple, causing Semeion and Charis to stop half-way up the steps. Charis saw the motion and turned to question her friend. “Rhema, aren’t you coming?” The tone of her voice betrayed disappointment at the possibility of being separated further. Semeion turned slightly so that he could see Rhema over Charis. He had stopped a few steps above Charis and as a result his head was slightly above Charis’ head. “Yeah, Rhema. We’re just going to be a minute getting that healer out of the temple. And we could probably use your help in convincing him of the necessity involved.” Rhema shook her head slowly. “Not this time, guys. You two head into the temple and do what Ischarus wanted from you. As for me, Ischarus has something different for me to accomplish.” Charis smiled. “Listen, Rhema. We’ve already seen that the streets aren’t safe today. Why don’t you come in here and we’ll get the temple healer we saw earlier and we’ll be on our way. We’ll come with you to your stop and be back at the prison in no time. Ischarus isn’t in any danger and I doubt that he’s going anywhere. And if we’re together, we can keep each other safe.” Rhema smiled at Charis’ pleasant suggestion. It had persuasion written all over it, but Rhema wouldn’t violate Ischarus’ orders. Charis could persuade her until the sky turned black and Rhema wouldn’t seek her charge until these two went into the temple. “Ischarus told me I have to go alone, Charis. I know the streets aren’t safe, but in truth they likely aren’t safe for you, Charis. Anyone who is seeking us is seeking you, Charis. I think Semeion and I can pass through the streets fairly securely without being recognized by anyone looking for you. Now this isn’t the place to have any more of this discussion, so you two go inside and I’ll meet you back at the prison.” Charis descended the steps and embraced Rhema in a brief hug. “You be safe, Rhema. If you notice anything suspicious, get yourself to a guard before a fight begins. We don’t need to have the two of you in a prison before the day is over.” Rhema returned the hug. “Of course. And you two do the same. Try to avoid fighting. It’d be best if we stay out of trouble until we get Ischarus free. If we get into trouble it’ll likely only cast a bad shadow upon Ischarus’ case.” The women separated and Charis ascended up the steps to Semeion. The pair turned around and climbed the rest of the way up into the temple. Soon Rhema was left alone in the streets of Fingerdale. Inside the temple, the acolyte that had greeted them earlier looked startled to see the pair return. “You both have returned so quickly? Is there something wrong with the service that you received?” Charis smiled politely and looked the acolyte straight into the eye. “No. Actually the service was so ideal that we have further use for him. We would like to see the healer at his earliest convenience.” The acolyte nodded in understand and added, “Can I at least show you to a room, then?” Semeion shook his head in the negative. “No. To be honest we are in a bit of a hurry and you could say that this is a matter of the city guard. His presence is needed at the prison. The friend we were in here with earlier is in need of some help that only he can provide. You see, he examined my friend here and his analysis of what he thought was wrong with her is valuable information in a case the prison warden is studying.” The acolyte snapped to full alertness and gave Semeion his full attention at the mention of the prison and the warden. Although he didn’t quite follow the full request, he knew what to do. “Yes, sir. I will go find the one who was with you a bit ago. Please stay here until my return.” The acolyte was gone only a few minutes when the sound of bare feet hustling along the ground could be heard coming in their direction. The acolyte turned the nearest corner in the hallway to the right and the healer followed him close behind. Soon they entered the entranceway and the acolyte added, “My apologies, but I could not remember the official reason for his aid, but I did tell him that it was urgent and a matter of the local guard. I assumed that you both would be able to fill him in on the details more appropriately.” Semeion nodded and Charis dismissed the acolyte. “Certainly, and I am sure that you have other duties to attend to.” The healer took the hint from Charis and dismissed the acolyte formally. “Our acolytes pride themselves on being able to remain busy at all times as devotion to their god. Besides, we do understand here that not all matters are intended for the ears of everyone.” The acolyte took the hint and stepped away. As he did, another customer opened the outside door and the acolyte stepped away even further to greet the newest visitor. The healer spoke softly so as to not be heard by anyone else in the entryway. “So, in what way can I be of service to you and the city guard?” Semeion smiled, remembering the anger that had flowed through his body earlier when he had first met this healer. “I don’t mean to be rude, but our friend is in trouble. Might we explain on the way to the prison?” The healer was obviously taken by the request. “You want me to follow you to the prison? Wouldn’t it be a simple enough solution to have a member of the guard come here? Charis looked the healer directly in the eye and spoke softly with all her charm. “Sir, I understand that your time is valuable. I really do. But the one who caused my injuries was apprehended after we left here and my friend was involved in his arrest. The information that you can give the guard about my wounds is vital to setting my friend free. You would be helping an innocent man. Certainly your superiors understand the importance of such a responsibility?” The healer looked at Charis for a second, mulling over her speech. “If you can give me a second, I’ll go clear my schedule for the afternoon and alert the acolytes of my departure.” Semeion smiled at Charis’ charm as she spoke once again. “Certainly, so long as you are willing to help the cause of my friend we will wait for you. Shall we remain here?” The healer nodded and then turned down the hall in the direction that he came. His bare feet slapped against the cool stone floor as the acolyte followed more slowly, leading the newcomer he had greeted to a healing room of his own. [/Sblock] [/QUOTE]
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