"Not all men in that religion are like that." Maric countered. "There is much that they misinterpret, and those that follow only know what they are told as monks are often the only ones able to read Latin. They have much potential, but alas, they choose to squander it.<br/>"As for my quest, I have been sent here too..."<br/>Before Maric could breath another word, Hephaestus nudged the young woman, a little too hard, right into his arms. Being as strong as he was though, the knight caught her with ease.<br/>"I'm sorry for my friends behavior, he's sometimes a little... too..."<br/>The paladin's voice wandered off as he realized exactly how close Nimue was. The smell of her hair was nearly intoxicating. Her eyes, a gentle green that made him think of precious jewels. Those rose lips, so close...<br/>"Too friendly." He amended quickly, after clearing his throat, snapping out of his trance.<br/>"Anyways, would you perhaps take me to them?" Maric continued, quickly changing the subject. "I promise that if they show you any hostility, I'll put them back in there place."