Athoros chuckled as Sandra tossed him a small copper ring with an X engraved on it. It was actually the first thing he had ever stolen, he had been instructed to track it down from the fence he had sold it from and steal it back again as part of his training. It had been a nigh impossible assignment, but with some divine intervention he had gotten it back, and it was engraved and made into his holy symbol. Surely it was a sign that it had found its way into his hands again. “My thanks to you Sandra Quinn. I wouldn’t use the word kind to describe my god, but he’s a clever one and he takes care of his own.” He then went to take one of the daggers and the hardtack. Not exactly a gourmet meal, but for a stomach craving any sustenance it would be a godsend. He noticed the gnome cast a little spell on them, and when he bites into his biscuit he tastes the flavor of real food in it. “Good trick, I never would have thought of that.” Athoros said to the gnome with an admiring tone.<br/><br/>He turned and nodded towards Kali, “Thank you again for dragging us away. Your words of caution are wise, I probably should have thought twice before letting my frustration guide my actions. But I do think it taught me a little about these people and to me, knowledge is power.” He walked over to the side of the room to lean against the wall “The captain here seems like a moron. I think he’ll be leading us to danger soon enough, and I don’t know if he’s capable of leading us out of it again. We need to keep our ears and eyes open for options, I don’t intend to get myself killed because of this man’s incompetence”<br/><br/>(Knowledge Religion check to see if I recognize Besmara: rolls: 1d20a4 Result: 10 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=47423))