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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Isida Kep'Tukari" data-source="post: 1607746" data-attributes="member: 4441">*Gwyn, the first priest continues to babble, his voice carrying a hint of a sob.*"Wendare has been a baroness for about a dozen years.  Her estates are about a two-week journey away, and there's been rumors that she is raising undead and worshipping Orcus.  Heironeous sent out some people to capture her, but I only caught a glimpse of some of them.  One of them, at least, was the Phoenix Knight, which means it's serious," he cries.*Gwyn, you know of the Phoenix Knight.  He's a renowned demon-slayer.*~~~*Orshallen waves away Loviana's concern.*"Don't worry Larissa.  This robe has spells on it to keep it clean," he says, gently brushing away the crumbs, which seem to fairly leap off the embroidered fabric.  "It wouldn't do for the High Righteousness to be seen with tea stains on his robe from a clumsy servant, now would it?"*Orshallan laughs, looking a great deal more relaxed than you've seen him before.*"I enjoyed this day Larissa, and I greatly look forward to treating you to dinner tomorrow."~~~"If you wish, your ladyship," Lady Felsadora says in response to Eradiel's plea.  "I have much to do here, and one less thing to worry about is always welcome."*Eradiel, you think she's being sincere.  Whatever else one might say of Lady Felsadora, it seems that she is never idle.  Less work to do would be a blessing for her.*~~~*Torr, later in the day a message arrives at you home.  However, it's not from the guild, but rather from Ralam, requesting an immediate meeting.*~~~*Ralam, you're admitted to Sister Vel's presence only after a bit of ritual washing and anointing with burned spirits.  She regards you with a toss of her head behind a black veil as you put forth your questions.*"To track you, Chosen One?  Not any longer.  Beshaba's ill luck will plague them now, and the information they get will be false as hen's teeth and twisted as your mind.  But as for time...  No one can force the gods to their will.  Beshaba will lift the curse when it suits Her.  For now, you carry her luck with you, affecting those around you.  That's the price you pay for her help, Chosen One," Vel says with a strange, cackling laugh.</blockquote>

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