The woman places one hand on the top of Doxi's head as the captain licks, then kisses her mound, almost as one would when giving a blessing.  "My, thank you captain, if that's how you greet others in Blackpeak, I'm going to have to make a trip there some time."   She laughs and it's an honest laugh that comes easily to the woman's lip.<br/><br/>"No, I'm no acolyte," she says, "I'm a priestess, but specifically, I'm the oracle."<br/><br/>Doxi tries to think if that means anything to her.  But all she can remember is some vague rumor that the temple at Sharn had a woman that claimed to be an oracle.  One who could divine the future or the wishes of Shoni more directly then most.  The oracle continues,  "But you may call me Amber.  But I suppose, yes, I was tasked with cleaning the temple proper.  Though I do it out of love for Shoni, not because high priestess Note commanded me to do so."<br/><br/>She pauses and then speaks a little softer as if about to tell a secret, "I just enjoy being here, it makes me feel.... good, to be in this place where I am so accepted for who I am."<br/><br/>She smiles and turns to look at the windows for a moment, exposing her ass to Doxi.  It's still nicely shaped and only starting to slump a little showing her age some what.<br/><br/>"I suppose," she says, "That you'd like me to introduce you to Note?"   Doxi can't help but notice that the woman doesn't use the title of high priestess.  That could be a sign of disrespect, but she doesn't want to assume such.  "I believe she's down in her workshop right now, setting things up for tonight's temple service.  I can escort you to down to her private chambers if you wish.  Or if you prefer I can call her up here."