<em>"Should you desire further instructions on your ring and other Gifts, murmur a prayer to that regard before sleeping, Erel."</em>The voice purred in her mind, then she'd find her way down.<br/><br/>Phyrreth frowned and sighed, shaking her head. "Neither useful to me. Dammit."<br/><br/>"While I can't use it today...I admit that the hammer would work for me. I specialize in the flail, but once it's more my size it'd be good." Syral volunteered, eyeing the weapon greedily.<br/><br/>"The last item...I do not believe that anyone else follows the gods heavily? It might aid me in the quest to follow Sarenrae's Light." Zyrah added after a moment, cautiously. She flushed slightly, since this was likely the most anyone had heard her say at once before, lowering her head marginally.<br/><br/>"Let's go kill more of the little rats." Phyrreth growled, frowning. "Preferably somewhere I can reach them. I have a few more spells to burn them with."