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<blockquote data-quote="Gray Shade" data-source="post: 3288021" data-attributes="member: 32340">Pollock forced himself to smile and said, &quot;Normally I'm insulted when a pretty girl includes any part of my person in the category of 'vile things', but in this case I believe you are justified.&quot;&nbsp; He held his hand out, letting her do as she would with it.&quot;There was a small box,&quot; he indicated the size with his hands, pulling the one out of her grasp, then held it back out again with a quiet apology.&nbsp; &quot;As I reached for it, black tendrils seemed to seep through its cracks and reach for me.&nbsp; They connected with my finger, there, before I could withdraw it.&nbsp; However, they then vanished leaving me disoriented as if I'd just suffered a vision.&nbsp; Of course, no simple vision ever left behind such a curse.&nbsp; Can you make anything of it?&nbsp; Is it the type of ailment your god can cure?&quot; As she opened her mouth to respond, Pollock continued.&nbsp; &quot;I fear that it bodes no good, and worse yet, will make me easily identifiable to anyone afiliated with the temple, including our lovely dinner companion.&nbsp; If you cannot repair it, we'll have to find some way to disguise it.&nbsp; But I'm jabbering on, please, what is your opinion?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Gray Shade, post: 3288021, member: 32340"] Pollock forced himself to smile and said, [color=olive]"Normally I'm insulted when a pretty girl includes any part of my person in the category of 'vile things', but in this case I believe you are justified."[/color] He held his hand out, letting her do as she would with it. [color=olive]"There was a small box,"[/color] he indicated the size with his hands, pulling the one out of her grasp, then held it back out again with a quiet apology. [color=olive]"As I reached for it, black tendrils seemed to seep through its cracks and reach for me. They connected with my finger, there, before I could withdraw it. However, they then vanished leaving me disoriented as if I'd just suffered a vision. Of course, no simple vision ever left behind such a curse. Can you make anything of it? Is it the type of ailment your god can cure?" [/color] As she opened her mouth to respond, Pollock continued. [color=olive]"I fear that it bodes no good, and worse yet, will make me easily identifiable to anyone afiliated with the temple, including our lovely dinner companion. If you cannot repair it, we'll have to find some way to disguise it. But I'm jabbering on, please, what is your opinion?"[/color] [/QUOTE]

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