<div class="floatleft">(http://68.media.tumblr.com/e7662fad12f269372b003682baf5ab51/tumblr_nqesr5mzRt1u5hdkbo1_500.jpg)</div>A pointless deception. Cassia watches Ember draw her idiot's X shape and speak her false name. For the paladin, such a thing her is a subtlety with no purpose. "I am Cassia," she states. A private admission: should they succeed in their task, part of her wants the cultists to know who it was who defeated them. "I am a seeker of redemption and purpose. I hope that I will find it in your company." True enough, in its own way, for the paladin.<br/><br/>She addresses the first of the priests, the one asking questions. "Once I was a rich woman," she says, a note of remorse on her voice; "and a woman of unusual skills. I lived a good and strong life... But weaknesses, deception, the constant struggle against everything any everyone. I tire of it all. My companions are younger, but yearn for faith and safety. We heard of your order from travelling merchants, who spoke of your sermons. They said that if ever they were to find enlightenment, it would be here. I hope that they were not mistaken."<br/><br/>Cassia departs with a courteous bow to the two priests. She intended to return for their sermon. Better to know some hint of what was to come than to be utterly ignorant.