<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Cassie in the dress</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e220/besrikarie/dnd/rift%20view/renee2.jpg)</div></div></div><br/>"Amber?"  Cassie said, "The prophettess?  I'd be honored to pray with her if she'd be interested in such.  I'd heard rumors that there was a seer by the name of Amber who lived at the Sharn Temple."  Cassie seemed quite pleased but also remained dignified.<br/><br/>Marek grunted slightly as Doxi lept into his arms.  He caught her, but was still surprised.  "Of course captain, I'll be honored to carry you, also to fulfil the desires of this priestess.   Do you wish to re-establish my illusion?  I think in this district alone I could probably get away without it."<br/><br/>The crew chuckled at Marek's observation, partially because it was funny, but also because it was true.<br/><br/>The crew began filtering out and Doxi led Marek and Amber down to the storeroom in the basement where the secret tunells were located.  Marek had to shift Doxi in his arms a few times, but in short order they were at the metal doors to the temple.  The way was barred, but as Doxi pressed the crystal 'key' to the door she heard an unlocking noise and the door swung open silently.   The view of the Sharn countryside to the east was peaceful as the sun set.  Farmlands spread out to the east and far below the mesa that Sharn was built on.   Pinpricks of light lit the dark countryside where homes or fires burned in the evening.<br/><br/>Pushing through the double doors to the changing room, Cassie looked around.  "Oh, how lovely.  I've seen this style replicated in a few temples.  You're supposed to wash and change into the robes of the faithful before moving to the temple proper.   Cassie began stripping down, putting all of her belongings in one of the lockers and removing a diaphanous gown like the one Doxi had seen Amber wearing earlier.   Similar, but not quite the same.  She went and bathed, not concerned if Marek and Doxi were doing likewise or if they joined her.   She seemed very at peace, quietly saying small prayers as she cleaned her body and donned the diaphanous dress.<br/><br/>"What do you think captain?" she said twirling and spreading the gown as she did.  "Think I could get away with charging into combat with something like this?"