<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/202ddUS.png)</div><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>T</strong></span></span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">heokleia</span></em><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Aranus Klint<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Precinct Two: Third Street, outside Mama Bea's Pies and Confectionaries<br/>HP: 22/22 | AC: 19 | Spell DC: 13 | Spell Slots: 1st - ●●●  </span><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>As the Minotaur eventually finds Theokleia, she's outside a local confectionery shop, a young human on her equine back as she trots a little up and down the street - not too fast, but prancing just enough (as much as she could with her armour equipped) to make them have a nice time while he was 'helping' her on her patrol route. In her opinion it wasn't enough to punish the wicked, but stop people from becoming that way as early on as one could. Showing someone a nice time would keep their hands out of literal pies now and possibly avoid them joining Orzhov and getting into figurative pies later in life. Seeing a Boros patrol would help hem make the right decision later in life should they petition to join a guild. As she hears the bellows of her superior, the flaxen-haired mare helps the youngster off her back and onto the street below and slips a silver piece into his hand,<strong>"Go get you and your little friend,"</strong>she says pointing at a girl who had been watching the pair,<strong>"something nice in Bea's."</strong><br/><br/>Turning about face she straightened her backs, coming to attention and saluting the elder Minotaur, the smile on her face changing immediately to a much more serious, trained expression,<strong>"Sir, yes sir!"</strong>she responded,<strong>"It would be an honour and privilege to represent the Legion in this excursion."</strong>