Ahh the elfmeister Napalm, how the mighty are fallen! Still, there's a room free in my stronghold if you work for food. I need a bouncer for the door, you sound like you'll fit the description I need. Turn your back on the self righteous, and be a self-fulfilling prophecy yourself! 3 gold pieces, some soup and a couple of courtesans daily. What say ye?
Failing that I'm sure Jerome would love to take you under his wing and preach sermons until ye fall asleep through hot air fatigue. Your choice.
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