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Message: <blockquote data-quote="pathfinderq1" data-source="post: 4085174" data-attributes="member: 48394">Chevri continued to go through her back, taking out various things and tucking them into other pouches or pockets, clucking now and again as some item or another was recovered.  After a moment, though, she looked back at the man who had been speaking.  Her voice was still quiet, and now carried the soothing tone which might be used to address a child, or a madman...  "The elders of your people must have told many truly wondrous tales when you when a cub, for you to see such destinations on the road of your destiny.  I hope the temple does not disappoint you."  She looked around the group once more, as if trying to see if the man's grandiose behavior was, indeed, some kind of joke or prank.  When she spoke again, it was preceeded by a soft trill of laughter.  "Or it may be as remarkable as you say, and your prescience may mark you as the wiser.  We will not know until we get there.  Will you go now, or shall we wait until the morning?"OOC: Looking through her pack- mostly for her ring and her holly/mistletoe/components.</blockquote>