The townsfolk cringed back, and even the headman took a step back at the display of power.<br/><br/>"What are you? Some kind of spirit-blood?" asked Malequs.<br/><br/>"Father, does it matter what she is? She is willing to help! I beg you, let me go with them! I can show them the way the slavers went, though they may have covered their tracks--"<br/><br/>Malequs nodded reluctantly. It was hard to tell behind the mask, but he seemed to be regarding Mouse with apprehension, as if wondering if he had traded one terror--or threat to his authority--for another.<br/><br/>"Then go!" he said, as if the whole thing had been his idea. "Do you mean to take all these people with you? If not, they may wait outside the walls, and we will provide what water we can spare in return for your efforts....."<br/><br/><br/><em>OOC: That display can fall under the "just showing off" type of miracles, and has no Effort cost.  :-)</em>