<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/50/D0fa12d82eca190c97ebd1d23f5ea370.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Argosh Crorn<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Manshealed Park<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sara, Akonoh.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Crorn watched with a smile from the doorway of the shrine as Sara lead the Healsluts in prayer and confession. It was always something delightful to watch Sara administering to her "congregation" after a successful raid. Particularly with the less humble healsluts like Artorius, he enjoyed the little pout on his face as he was reprimanded for the kill he made, which even Crorn had to admit was pretty impressive.<br/><br/>As Artorius came out from the shrine Crorn reached over and mussed up his hair affectionately, giving him a playful smirk as he walked past. Crorn stepped into the shrine, approaching Akonoh who was still kneeling at the altar. He stood directly in front of her, the massive orc towering over her kneeling form. At eight feet, he was already significantly taller than the apprentice healer. From her kneeling position she could look up at the two thick, muscular legs standing before her, ending at a fur loincloth, the orcs red eyes looking down on her.<br/><br/>"Sara is right" Crorn confirmed as Sara explained the need for self-critique. "Do you remember in the final boss room, your choice to wander out of position got me killed when I went in to rescue you, and it took Artorius to revive me." He reached down, a thick, rough orcish finger running along Akonoh's elegant neck and pushing her head up to look at him.<br/><br/>"A few more plays like that and who knows what could have happened to the party, and then you wouldn't have got your pretty sword, would you?"<br/><br/>He smiled and put his arm around Sara's waist. "Sara, why don't you show Akonoh how an experienced healer like yourself would pay penance for her mistakes and seek the forgiveness of their party members."<br/><br/>He grinned at Sara playfully, looking to devilishly flip the tables on her. "After all, you haven't given your own confession yet, and I'm sure you have something to say to your gods. Some thoughts on how you might humbly improve."<br/><br/>He glanced over at Sara, and then at the spare prayer position beside Akonoh in front of him. He reached over behind him and picked up one of the holy relics Sara had collected on her adventures that now sat at the altar, A large, golden grail. "I'm sure when you're done, the two of you could fill this as part of your repentant offering."