"<span style="font-style: italic">My desire was merely to find new friends, and judging by how many I have met so quickly, Boldrei herself may be supporting my endeavor. I do not think there are any temples to Dol Dorn in this region of Sharn, and I'm sure that any god will understand if you stop to wait out the weather first.</span>"<br/><br/>Zook moved a hand along the handle of his imaginary umbrella, mentally directing his magic to deflect the rain from a higher altitude. It wouldn't do to have it stay at gnome height. He also expanded it a bit so that more people could fit underneath. His modifications stopped at the sound of a door opening. He turned around and was just barely able to make out the tavern sign.<br/><br/>Zook gave a laugh. "<span style="font-style: italic">I hadn't even noticed that tavern with all of the rain in the way. To think that if we could have just seen it, we wouldn't be waiting under here. Perhaps even Arawai wanted us all to meet.</span>"