<strong>Shannon</strong><br/><br/>Watching the priestess work interested Shannon, so he stopped to watch carefully. It wasn't every day that the elf got to see divine power wielded in such a blatant way. That the woman interceded without being asked or alerted to the man's plight also impressed him. It stood in sharp contrast to the rude man's behavior just seconds before.<br/><br/>"Your help was timely and, if the man was in his right mind, I am sure he would be thanking you himself," Shannon said, offering the holy woman a friendly smile, though his eyes remained serious. "Among my people, an intercession of this magnitude is not given freely. I do not know your ways - tell me, am I in your debt for this?"<br/><br/>A man came up beside them and broke into the conversation. The intrusion surprised Shannon, which showed by a slight widening of his eyes, but he didn't speak to stop it. Who knew the local customs? Perhaps this is how all private conversations in public spaces were treated, as invitations to a feast.