Alethia smiled. "But such displays of light are won by our actions and by our dedication to our deities. Do you think Selune would bestow her blessings on one dedicated to evil?" she asked the monk. "And besides, both Naverone and I have been cleared, not only by our deity, but by Helm and Torm as well. And neither of which can be easily fooled or misled,"
She nodded to Maggie. "And I'm sure that the priests of Mystra have also made their own Communes, otherwise they would not have let us stay here." she sipped from her glass, draining it and refilling it from a nearby pitcher. "Not only that, but there are most certainly wards against mavolent ickiness set all around this place. We haven't tripped those either."
"Besides which, I have no need to prove myself to you, nor does Naverone. We have already done so in the eyes of the gods and we will continue to do so to the best of our abilities, even unto death if needs be." her expression was more determined than anything else.
Alethia knew that ultimately, this particular quest would most likely lead to her death and that she accepted that strong possibility with a calmness born of one who had already faced worse and lived. She was no longer afraid of what death would bring.
Taavi and Charissa popped back into the room, summoned by Naverone. The small glowing balls of light dance over Alethia, making sure that she's alright and then move to Sarah.
"Honestly. If you can't accept that other deities can bless their followers with the light of heaven, then you need to truly open your eyes to what is right in front of you." Taavi scolds, his musical voice ringing in everyone's ears. "She is my mother. I will not have you dishonor her, or doubt her dedication or innocence."
Good thing I decided to reveal myself here and now rather than in the heat of battle. Naverone told Shando flippantly. Remember how well that turned out? you have the distinct feeling that he's shaking his head ruefully. She's taking it better than you lot did the first time though.
