<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y3n5ibZ.png)</div>Larissa would pray for a few minutes - but with Father Belderone still present in the chapel, she couldn't give herself completely over to what she was feeling. She would beseech Heironeous, and bid him guide the souls of the Bedegar family to a better place.<br/><br/>She found herself listening to the priest's surprisingly theatrical telling of St. Gaed's story. It would be fair she was in rapt attention - and might have been forgiven if she thought the violet flash of light was an affect the priest managed to conjure on his own.<br/><br/>Seeing the column of violet flame rise up from the river's edge, Larissa would push through the door and past Father Gaed - the elderly priest would feel the cool metal of a pair of silver coin be pressed in his palm as Larissa made her departure; it was a well told legend and worthy of a donation to the humble church.<br/><br/>Sprinting across the town square, Larissa was already drawing her swords as she neared Pinna's shop. "Kasala! Pinna!" She yelled for the two mages.