"Definitely,<em>definitely</em>, just knocking them out.  We've no right to kill such poor, misguided souls, even if they're in the way of our fine mission!"<br/><br/>Savan held his hands up wanting to put his word in on Tewi's side like usual, but still knowing the importance of good business to help him in his mission.  The elven priest thought himself lucky enough to be in such fine, upstanding company.  Odd, and a little rough around the edges, but over all just misunderstood.  Unlike many in his time they seemed to appreciate the good in the world he served, even Varg!  He was exceptionally good in spreading the joy of pleasure he found.  All he needed was some guidance away from too much unnecessary violence.  A good woman on his arm and another on his lap seemed to help with that.<br/><br/>"We're here to make this a wonderful place of love and pleasure, aren't we?  I'm sure whatever differences arise we can work them out over a nice beer and an even nicer girl," he smiled, just thinking of all the women he'd meet and be able to teach about the wonders of their bodies on this assignment.  Joining a group with two seemed like a blessing to begin with, but now he was certain they walked a fateful path.