<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">And I'm once again sorry.  How's about we stop apologising before we get stuck in a rut?</div></div><br/>Talshalee, and most of the others in fact watched the exchange with interest.  Everyone mentally working out what, if any, advantage could be gained from the discussion.  Issue between the clergy and warriors of another house were always interested and doubtless the warrior would, well, repirimanded somehow for exposing them.<br/><br/>Ahead of them was a sudden crash and screams.  Someone had triggered a rockfall.  Talshalee quickly wove a protective spell round her and looked round.  With the rockfall ahead their group was split in two, even if anyone ahead had survived.  If the deep gnomes had any sense there would be other traps here as well, hidden, to further divide the group.  Who could she afford to be trapped with?  Not one of the other priestesses, that was for sure.  They'd be at each other's throats in a moment.  No, better to stay close to one of the warriors as hopefully their respect for her position might keep her alive.<br/><br/>In two quick strides she was beside the House Drizfryn warrior, warily looking round to see if her guess was correct and they were to be split up further.