<br/>For a moment Islif looked like the proverbial child with a hand in the cookie jar, perhaps half-expecting the Lathanderi priest to think she was 'poaching' faithful (despite the fact she was speaking to a priestess at th moment instead). But then she smiled at Randal, and indeed, her eyes lingered on the tall man at least as long as Iseel's had outside Jelde's office. "Well<em>met</em>," she smiled in a soft but emphatic voice, eyes flicking over the attire and stature of the priest. "Your mere presence is appreciated. As I had just confessed to dear Kelsey..." the raven-haired woman related her probable fate to be 'offered' to the dragon who was a creditor to her indebted Arabel temple and sought to sow half-draconic spawn upon such acolytes as herself, and of what she knew of the landmarks leading to where it laired. She confessed to not knowing of the tactical nature of the beast, or its particular size and sort, save that it was green-scaled but sometimes disguised itself as a copper dragon when dealing with humanoids likely to be on better terms with metallic dragons.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Islif paraphases all her statements from Replies 44 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=90902.msg4016718#msg4016718) and 50 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=90902.msg4030109#msg4030109)