"Either of you, the icon is dangling from my knife, a few tents behind us in that direction." Kalaj pointed towards the camp in a somewhat accurate direction towards where his knife was. "The icon must be dangling from it. I'd be thankful if you retrieve my knife along. And a piece of advice, don't touch the icon directly with your hands."<br/><br/>He chuckled at the man's remarks and shook his head. "I have my god, and he is pleased by my job. Even if I'm not quite pleased with him. Unclean? No priest, I just took a bath this morning. Besides, I haven't been amongst the Sarista long enough to hear their lies. Wether you choose to " Kalaj grinned and nodded at Adjia before turning to the man again. "Oh, I assure you we can, priest. Even if you refuse, there are those that would enjoy having their way with a tied up murderer as a revenge." Kalaj moved to check the man's bonds in case they were too loose. He took the white manacles and tightened them around the man's ankles, in case he tried to escape.