Adien sat a bit despondent as the Sergeant told them of their first case. A woman with a spear through the stomach sounded gruesome to Adien. He knew such an act would likely not have killed her right away unless she was lucky and the spear pierced her liver or she went into shock. Adien said a quick prayer that her journey through the afterlife be easy on her soul.<br/><br/>Adien accepted his sigil with a nod of thanks and listened as they were explained. It seemed pretty straight forward but Adien wondered if there was not a way to make the connection directly to the other sigil. He knew little about other types of magic except what he had read in books but magic required experience and it was a skill he did not possess. Adien flipped it over and saw the inscription "Fear the Reckoning of Those You Have Wronged" and gave a slight nod. This group would definitely see much justice done in a city where some order was much needed.<br/><br/>As assignments were handed out Adien heard his team was being sent to question the tything-man Holgar Adalwolf. Adien glanced at his team, the mountainous Alkhev Ruavia would be a deterrant but Adien wasn’t certain. Holgar’s temper was well known through much of the city as was his stubbornness. He was also unreasonably stubborn and would go to extremes if he got a thought into his head. Holgar would not respond well to threats unless the group wanted a fight and might not pay the fine.<br/><br/>Yes, the Alkhev would be a great help here. Maako did not have the size but the eyes were deep with violent experience. Adien had seen enough of the war to know a man who could handle himself in a fight. Adien’s only worry there was whether or not Maako knew how to fight to subdue. Holgar would respond if he was beaten, if he was killed the entire community would be in an uproar and seek reparations, likely in the high thousands of gold.<br/><br/>But Adien trusted in the wisdom of the Sergeant to make the best teams for the job. Adien wasn’t certain if he could handle Holgar in a fight. The man was as tenacious as a badger and would gladly take a dozen blows in order to get in one of his own. It would not be easy but Adien could not disagree with the team being sent. He could provide the backing of the church, which might not mean much to a person such as Holgar, but it would carry weight with others of the tything. It might be enough weight that the community could force some sense into the man if he refused to help for whatever reason.<br/><br/>Adien placed the sigil to his chest and uttered a quick binding prayer. It was a prayer mostly used on deep cuts to bind the skin but it was one of the few spells that worked on cloth as well. It was one of the first prayers a cleric learned before they spent time volunteering with the church tailor’s repairing the many rips and tears for the city at no charge. It was a first glance at how the temple worked with the city, providing an endless list of minor services for those that had to watch every penny. All clerics learned how to integrate their prayers into humble service from the earliest years in the temple, and those lessons never stopped.<br/><br/>As the meeting came to an end, Adien stood to find his team. His mind was focused on the task at hand and Adien was determined to be an excellent emissary of the temple. Adien absentmindedly picked up the bundle of bread and moved towards Ruavia.