<br/>Janmorel hugged Doxi grateful for the opportunity to meet more of her own kind.<br/><br/>The rest of the day was somewhat interesting.  Doxi got a chance to go up to the market place in the higher towers, got a chance to visit the bordello and visit the whores from the cafe.  She managed to avoid a pair of soldiers that she remembered from ears ago before they saw her.  But overall the day seemed to speed by.  It wasn't long before Doxi was gathering her crew, minus janmorel, and preparing them for the temple service.  All of the members of the crew had been to Shonite orgies, so knew what was expected of them, but Gondrith and Stoella hadn't been to this temple in Sharn yet and were excited to see it.<br/><br/>Stoella seemed a bit uneasy in the tunnels, admitting that she didn't really like being underground.  But the well lit and marked tunnels didn't give them any problems.  In fact they ran into a small group of other worshipers in the tunnels as well.  One of them, and older gnomish woman who looked to be the human equivilent of her late fifties or early sixties, admitted that she was too old to really participate in the orgies any longer, but she came along with her warforged servant and said the verbal prayers and enjoyed watching the younger worshipers.  Doxi knew that voyeuristic worship was something that happened in Shonism, but didn't have a lot of experience with it.  Most of the population of Blackpeak was younger.  It was a rough and tumble town with sky pirates, smugglers, and ne'er do wells.  Not, generally speaking, the kind of people who lived long lives that extended beyond their sexual functioning.   Still the gnomish woman 'Behlla' was pleasant and seemed to know a lot about the temple.<br/><br/>"For these services of course, you'll be expected to change into temple garb," she informed Doxi, with a noticeable glance at the captain's firearm.  Doxi of course hadn't let Behlla know that she was in fact a priestess.