That fool of a holy warrior blinked, stared at the lovely lady that explained this to him, stared back at the corpse, and then back at the lady. "Well, I'll just have to believe your word for that, then." he told her with a tone of voice suggesting that he indeed believed her on her word. After all, she had no reason to lie to him. "In that case, good job!" Candalor looked at the lady that addressed him, and somehow she looked somewhat familiar, but he just couldn't place his fingers on it.<br/><br/>"Where are my manners!" the big man suddenly exclaimed. "Here I go talking to a lady without properly introducing myself yet again! Candalor Sunspeaker." he made a deep bow as he introduced himself to her. "Descendant of and servant to the great god Pelor! It's a pleasure to meet you, miss!"<br/><br/>[[Wisdom 15+3=18 on recognizing the cat is Maylea]]