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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 6556558" data-attributes="member: 40413">Father Beacom stares at Gratien.  Apparently he thinks as little of elves as he does humans.  "Indeed," he responds, though there is a bit of uncertainty whether he is refering to the stellar example of the saints or confirming the location of the swamps.  He looks down his nose at Hank then gives a curt nod of permission.  "You can rejoin your fellows in the square when you have finished."At the clear dismissal Brother Aker opens the door for the group to exit.Llore mutters dark threats under his breath but he leaves the temple.  Once all have exited there is a "Hssst..." from the side of the chapel.  Brother Haams lurks at the corner and motions for the group and specifically Alois to come closer.  The acolyte's eyes dart furtively towards the chapel."I'm breaking my vows to tell you this, but the Father has the Saint's hammer, or the head at least.  It rests upon the altar behind the curtain."Nearby villagers in the square notice the gathering and begin to comment and call out good luck.  It seems word has spread and the common man is making known their support.  Brother Haams looks aghast at being seen breaking his vow of silence.  He scurries quickly away down the side of the chapel where he disappears into the building.</blockquote>