Inquisitor Marcos of Snowdale - 98/98
There was only one path to take, as always. As the dame who'd raised him requested no payment or service for her efforts, yet, and finding his own pouch gone he was in no position to offer a monetary reward himself.
He bowed.
"I thank you, sister Culurian of Evermeet, for the gifts you have granted so freely. Truely the goddess Ahurani Fairhand is a deity worthy of praise and devotion.
"I may only pray that I shall one day be able to repay you, and through you your deity, what I owe to you both. We shall hurry, and see to your guardian's well-being. I understand that for the duration of your stay, the remaining garrison and servants will see to your every need."
The inquisitor rose, turned, narrowed his eyes and strode off after Vincent, catching up almost before he'd left the room.
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