"Yes, elf, sacred trees. Lamashtu's energies are profane, so having something sacred will help to strengthen the spell..."<br/><br/>His words fall on deaf ears as your attention turns to the hunter, who seems absolutely dumbfounded when you approach him. As you talk, though, you can see the stubbornness of anger forming in his eyes.<br/><br/>"Now you listen here, Miss... whoever you are." The angular man straightens up as best he can and glares at you, his eyes smoldering. "I don't go about into Kyonin tellin' the elves how to deal with their immortality. So how do you get off comin' out here and tellin' me how to do my hunting?"<br/><br/>He huffs deeply through his nose and moves forward, and you get the feeling that if Logue didn't step in when he does, you would have been struck.<br/><br/>"Now now, kiddies." The priest's voice is sharp, filled with indignation and anger at the fight that nearly broke out. "We have work to do. Jordath, go and fetch me some branches from the arbor. Logue, please go move the altar. And Miss... please, do sit down. It would be irritating to have to patch two children up after they get into a schoolyard fight in our living room..."<br/><br/>Jordath glares at you a moment, then abruptly turns his back on you and walks out the door, leaving your heart pounding...<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Can I get a Perception check, please?</div></div>