Sharraz scowls as the 'gnolls' identify themselves. "I appreciate it... but did you have to hit me so hard? I think this dress is ruined," she says, more than a little petulantly.<br/><br/>Amelia nods, and quickly grabs what little she has left, ready to depart momentarily.<br/><br/>There's a moment of shocked silence, as the assembled cleric try to process exactly what has just happened. An unknown, male, here in their sanctum, with one of their priceless flowers. Make that all of their priceless flowers.<br/><br/>"Kill him."<br/><br/>The following surge of divine magic at the location where he is (or was) standing is rather impressive.