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Message: <blockquote data-quote="dpdx" data-source="post: 1006290" data-attributes="member: 188">Fendric looks at Aerda, again exasperated, before answering. Finally, he resolves to answer the questions Father Premule puts to him as best he can without jeopardizing the mission, or the group."I can't say as we have, Father Premule. The prisoner from last night might have been. We have, however, been attacked several times before this, since we set out. Insofar as only one of those was sentient, a goblinoid cleric, he could have been, but none in the tribe seemed to be with him, and we dispatched him before he could explain himself."Fendric paces the room, obviously very irate at the inability to explain their mission fully to Father Premule, and very frustrated that he does not understand fully why it is, that the stupid ring does not consider this, of all places, a safe place to talk.After a few seconds, he stops pacing, and turns to Father Premule."I wonder if my own Temple might be of assistance in this matter. If it's not too far away, perhaps I could be escorted over there, and seek guidance in prayer and consultation. Then I could return, and we could get to the bottom of why that ring is acting up, and perhaps be of more assistance to each other!"Fendric is frowning, and fit to burst.</blockquote>