"Yes, she, she should be in her chambers," On'year explains, quickly, hurrying off to help arrange plans with the other priestesses.<br/><br/>The high priestess is, indeed, in her private chambers, and looks pleased to see Draiss. "Ahh, yes, the mysterious mage. I was wondering where you were. I assume you've heard the news?" she asks, before his comment, nodding in reply to him. "I suppose such confidence is well earned, given the fact that you seem to have survived being reduced to little more than burnt flesh and bones," she says, then, after a moment of hesitation, adds, "Why don't you follow me?"<br/><br/>She leads him to the back of her chambers, and presses a small brick in the wall, revealing a hidden door, which she carefully unlocks, using six different keys. "This... is our vault of our most sacred artifacts, which are kept well guarded. Most are merely ceremonial, but..." She pulls out a very large, ornate spear. Draiss can almost immediately sense the power, lying dormant, withing. "It is said to empower one's magics, though I suspect it has not been used in battle in centuries."