<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">temple 3rd floor "Private chambers"</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e220/besrikarie/Eberron/templeofshoni3rd.jpg)</div></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Note holding the sword</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/100/b/c/a_delicate_balance_by_shoughad-d4vnh0x.jpg)</div></div></div><br/>Amber sighed as Doxi's hands ran across her stomach and her head leaned back into Doxi.  Her body shuddered slightly at the touch, "I know of the blade you speak, it used to be High priestess Note's own blade in fact.   It was enchanted by Johan, also known as Reed.  He was at one point the high priest of this temple."<br/><br/>Doxi knew that technically men and women were equal in the eyes of Shoni, but most temples were run by women.  Though while she didn't currently know of any high priests of any of the temples of Shoni, but it wasn't surprising if there were one.  The thought of 'high priest Reed' tickled the back of Doxi's mind, it was a name, associated with the temple at Sharn, that she should know.  Something to do with the resurgence in the faith.  But she couldn't really remember.<br/><br/>Amber, unaware of Doxi's thoughts, continued.  Amber's hands were rubbing the sides of Doxi's thighs, returning the casual yet sexual caresses.  "I believe that high priestess Note can not craft that type of enchantment, but knows someone who can.   Come with me, I'll introduce you to her."<br/><br/>Amber then led Doxi to a door hidden behind some silks hanging from the ceiling in the south wall.   Speaking a mystical word, she turned the knob and Doxi could hear a lock opening.  Then Amber pushed the door open and led Doxi into a hallway.  Turning right she led doxi down a set of stairs and into a plush third level.  Now below the temple proper, this was obviously where the high priestess (and possibly others?) lived.  The decor reminded Doxi of the private area of Blackpeak's temple.  Soft and luxiurious, but not overly decadant.  The carpets were soft and thick and the lights were soft but spaced evenly and copiously enough to leave the space well lit.   Turning right at the bottom of the stairs again, Amber led Doxi down a hall, past two doors on the left to a door on the right.  She knocked three times on the door and a soft femenine voice granted permission to enter from the other side.<br/><br/>Amber opens the door and then gestures for Doxi to enter, staying outside.  Walking inside she closes the door behind you, leaving you alone in the room with a half elven woman.  But the room is what immediately draws your attention.<br/><br/>You've not seen many wizard's labratories in the past, but now you know without a doubt what the lab of a master mage must look like. Literally every single device you could imagine a mage wanting is in this room, and most of the items you perceive you can't even imagine what purpose they could serve. The north and south walls are lined floor to ceiling with books The west wall, that you just entered from has work benches and writing desks covered in papers and contraptions. The whole of the room has circular benches around it, but dead in the center of the room is a marble slab only about 6 feet across.<br/><br/>Everbright lanterns give off a bright white light, diffused by crystal shades that keep them from glaring the eye every few feet along the wall. What's most astounding about the room is what's attached to the ceiling however. Every few feet along the ceiling hangs a dragonshard, gold in color. Each dragonshard is tied into an elaborate network of gold wire that criscrosses the whole of the ceiling, creating what is in effect a giant spider web, with a dragonshard at each "threads" junction. However directly in the middle are a string of dragonshards that dangle down untill the bottom of the string of shards ends with a large, almost foot long golden shard, suspended in the air several feet above the center of a marble slab table.<br/><br/>Standing near one of the workbenches near the west wall stands a blonde elven woman of an age that's hard to determine.  Her hair the color of golden hay, and bound into two long braids and then done up intricately in a bun that winds around and leaves two short braids to fall to just past her shoulder.   She's wearing a very revealing dress of blue and silver silks that covers her most private areas, yet is extremely sexy and erotic.  Bangles of silver material hang from the outfit in a few places, but otherwise she is unarmed and dressed in nothing other then the gown.<br/><br/>She smiles and draws halfway to the distance of Doxi, stopping and inclining her head, "Captain Doxi, I've been waiting for you.  I'm pleased you came here so soon."  Then her eyes widened as she saw the sword at Doxi's hip.  "Is that 'Needle'?"  She gasped looking at the sword.  She came closer to Doxi, "May I see it again please?"<br/><br/>Doxi, knowing that the sword once belonged to this woman, who she knew only wore the guise of a young half elf, drew the blade and handed it, handle first, to the high priestess.  Note held it and lovingly traced her fingers across the blade.  Her smile was broad and her eyes were distant as she remembered things she wasn't sharing.  Then she handed it back to Doxi.  "That's a good blade Captain, take care of it.  If Sinetheria gave it to you, then you must be truly deserving of it."<br/><br/>"So," she said, "would you like to move to the lounge or somewhere more comfortable to talk?  I've nothing holding me to the workshop at the moment and there's no reason we can't talk in comfort."<br/>