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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jarval" data-source="post: 1567938" data-attributes="member: 421">Brystasia leads the way through and out of the theater, from where Hestia takes the lead.  Ged's observation about market day chaos seems to be well founded, as the streets are now crowded with merchants, trader, labourers bringing goods from the docks, and the customers to purchase everything on offer.  Soldiers from the New Sokaran Army do their best to direct the traffic, but given the shear volume of people, animals and carts, it's proving difficult to keep the roads flowing.After nearly fifteen minutes of struggling through the throngs of people, Hestia turns into a wide street.  While busy, it's not as choked as the other streets, and the atmosphere is slightly more peaceful.  A large, well built, but surprisingly unadorned stone building dominates, which Brystasia recognises as Marlock City's temple to Rontra.  Hestia leads her way past it to a smaller building, nearly indistinguishable from the tavern opposite, or the house to it's right.  The only signs marking it as the Healing Hall is the sign of three blue teardrops over the door, and the trailing white flowers growing in baskets hanging from the upper story's windows."Brother, sister."  A middle-aged woman acknowledges Ged and Hestia as she makes her way out of the Hall, looking curiously at Brystasia.  Hestia and Ged both return the greeting, before making their way into the Hall.Inside, the Hall is spotlessly clean, and the pleasing smell of various herbs hangs in the air.  Hestia continues onwards, past two rooms lined with beds, the first housing several sleeping men and women being tended to by two white robed Matriarchs.Hestia stops outside the last door along the corridor, knocking quietly.  After a moment, a voice calls from inside."Who is it?""Hestia, Holy Mother.  Ged and I have returned.""Come in Sister, and tell me what you found."Hestia opens the door and steps into the room, followed by Ged and Brystasia.  It leads into a room that is part study, part herbalist's workshop.  A silver-haired woman wearing a blue-trimmed white robe sits behind a table, clearing bundles of herbs into a small chest."Sit down child.  You too Ged, and introduce me to your friend."  The woman smiles warmly at Brystasia."This is Fair Dame Brystasia, an Aesthete of the Lyceums of Aymara."  Ged's introduction is flawless, but rather formal.  The woman nods, studying Brystasia for a moment."A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Brystasia, although your name is already known to me.  As I'm sure it is to many in this city.  It's not every day that a child of the fair folk favours our city with her presence.  I'm Mother Asha."  She waits until everyone is seated before continuing."So, what did the Compass hold?  By Ged's frown, I take it wasn't as empty as we'd hoped?"</blockquote>

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