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Message: <blockquote data-quote="perrinmiller" data-source="post: 5667060" data-attributes="member: 88649">The paladin just laughs at the dwarf's tirade, "You have a lot a nerve making a fuss when you stand there with bloody bodies at our door at after midnight.  We are not a morgue nor a dungeon.""Father, I think they want you to pay for..." The priest gives the paladin another stern look and the man looks a bit ashamed, but not too much.<img src="http://i956.photobucket.com/albums/ae47/perrinmiller/Sword%20and%20Fallen%20Angel/SirKedric.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Jael replies, "Yes, we requested that you deal with the goblins and this Arzethel.  I don't recall asking for prisoners, though."He steps closer to examine the wounds, "Ah, these are both practically dead and will require more than a few days of care to heal naturally and regain consciousness.  Unless you wish to use Divine Healing and speed the process, of course.""I don't think they will much care where you put them, inn or otherwise. But, if you want them to live, it should be place were they won't be jostled around to reopen the wounds.""What is it that you wish done with them? Are you requesting that we interrogate them for you?"The look he gives the dwarven lass, reminds you of a school principle indulging a student's tantrum.</blockquote>