((Ok, quick note here guys and gals.  Teachers, pay attention since this pertains to you mostly.  If you wish a space made for you pertaining to your class that you teach, make a PM with any pictures and anything else you plan to have in your personal space so I can get a thread going.  I don't want to flood the boards however with rooms that will hardly be used however, so be sure you'll be around and actually use them.  Thanks!<br/><br/>Also, when you make a post, be sure to include EVERYTHING that you were told, did, etc, and have an appropriate response in turn instead of either ignoring it or just not responding to it as you should have.  "Looks at Haztur."  Beyond that, continue the good work.))<br/><br/><strong>Neria Zathrieal<br/>Time; Early Morning, Day 1<br/>Location;  Main Hall of Arcania High<br/>Tagged; Jordan, Aramis, and anyone else.</strong><br/><br/>Her goddess didn't technically demand anything persay, it was just her choice to serve as she did, something she'd explain to the young woman in due time, but she had to address Aramis first.  She chuckled to Aramis's comment, having a feeling he did more than occasionally pay homage to Sune as he admitted to.  He just struck her as the type to try to pay homage to her whenever he could, but why she thought that wasn't entirely known to her at the moment.  He just seemed the type, having seen enough of them back home.  They donated frequently however, giving enough money during their visits that was never asked for, to help keep her Temple open for a while longer.  "Why do I get the feeling you do more than you say?"  She teased lightly, her sea green eyes twinkling in merriment before her face settled again when the conversation turned back to her dear friend.  She nodded, knowing that Giselle would be just fine, hoping she wouldn't be proven otherwise.  "She can.  She's faced dragons alone and came out alive to tell the tale.  I should know, I had to patch her up after it was said and done.  She almost didn't come back once, having taken five others with her.  Only three came back, and Giselle herself had been sorely wounded in the fight.  It took her three months to recover, even with magical aid.  Even so, you can tell for yourself that hasn't slowed her down a bit."  She finished with a smile, getting back on track a moment later as she nodded to the offer of a tour, but she held up a hand as she turned to Jordan next, getting to her finally.  "I'm sorry for the delay young one.  There's probably a reason you have not since I come from another world, same as you.  To summarize what a Sacred Prostitute does, we use our bodies rather than our hands to heal and to tend to those that are cursed or diseased in some form, able to restore spells, among other things.  There's more, but it will have to wait until a better time.  Until our next meeting, may Corellan Larathain protect you."  She said, bowing her head in respect to Jordan before presenting an arm to Aramis.  "After you Master Leiath."