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Message: <blockquote data-quote="darkbard" data-source="post: 9014894" data-attributes="member: 1282">The slave girl warily steps over the fallen form of the merchant's goon and towards IBHEA. Then when she sees Arunny through the doorway, her form swathed in lily white robes and wimple, steel scales of her armor shining in the lamplight, the girl rushes past him and wraps her arms around Arunny's waist."A vision of the Goddess, you are," the girl proclaims in her Issyc Sehari outlander accent.Ibhea calmly steps back into the room, retrieves a coin purse from his belt pouch, and tosses it at the merchant's feet."You've been more than adequately compensated for your loss here," the whisky priest snarls. "The girl now returns to her rightful place."The merchant seems ready to protest, but the fiery stare cast upon him by Arunny, one arm protectively around the girl, the other raising her weapon slightly in menace, is enough to quell his objection into a sputter."That's right. Don't give me a reason," Arunny threatens.Omthala's Lucent Messenger and Searing Voice exit the Burning Row highrise tower, girl in tow, and make their way back to the Sanctuary of Light, to provide succor and ministrations as they are able. And to learn what they can from her of the raids upon Omthala's faithful in the outlands.[HR][/HR]Ibhea pays off the merchant with 180 gps (1/10th L6 magic item value) to cover his loss and ensure a safe retreat from the building.</blockquote>