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Message: <blockquote data-quote="s@squ@tch" data-source="post: 4409344" data-attributes="member: 42885">The elven maiden reclines in her chair slightly as the priest from the Morninglord walks up to their table.She looks quizzically at him as he speaks, and tries to keep from laughing, barely managing to keep things contained to a slight smirk -- for she kept on thinking back to the priest, also of Lathander, who had journeyed with them in the past.The man was a walking accident waiting to happen -- every day, one of them had to keep him from killing himself -- either from almost falling out of a tree, or from the rope bridge over the Dunbar crevasse, or even when his tent spike almost ricocheted off the stone he was trying to pound it into.  Clearly, the man was meant to join his lord much sooner than later, and she often wonders if he has already done so.Besides the regular humor involved in his presence, Virashil also had missed the man's healing touch -- so she was sure that this gift of a wand and healing elixir would be most appreciated in the near future.After the priest had left the Old Bridge Inn, Virashil lets out a quick giggle and turns to the others,"You know, since we really don't know exactly where we are supposed to go to find the end result of this here treasure map we have, AND we need to find out more information about these hobgoblin war parties, perhaps it would be a good idea to find this Jorr."</blockquote>