<strong>~Jenya Urikas - Priestess of Saint Cuthbert~</strong><br/><br/>Jenya entered the room with a soft smile on her face and a fairly plain white shirt in her hands. Her robes are brown in color with golden trim and a holy symbol of Saint Cuthbert hangs from her neck. The gray in her hair looked almost silver in the lighting of the church as she approached the heroes of the day. She could see that her talk with Ruphus had given them ample time to eat. A smile lit her lips and she said, "I want to thank you all for coming to Ruphus' aid. Who knows what those brutes would have done if you hadn't shown up. I understand one of you has need of a new shirt? You may take this one and change in the room over there." She held the shirt out, not sure which of the two ladies present was in need of it and gestured to a door that led to a small, empty chamber.<br/><br/>Jenya waited for the missing person to return before continuing, "Won't you come and sit with me a moment? I'd like to offer you payment for your aid, as well as a job of sorts if you're willing."<br/><br/>If anyone chooses not to follow Jenya and hear her out the priestess rewards them with two potions of Cure Light Wounds and explains that she feels this is an appropriate reward given the church's resources.<br/><br/>Those who follow her are led into a room comfortable enough to hold them all but smaller than the last. A bright fire blazes in the fireplace, offering them warmth and a chance to maybe get a little dryer as they are still wet from the rain. There is seating enough for all of them, and Jenya remains standing away from the fire to give her guests the most benefit from it. "Now then, Ruphus has told me the thugs warned him away from the Orphanage. You see, some townsfolk have recently disappeared, four children from the orphanage among them. We're trying to help find them. Our efforts have been joined by the members of the staff at the Lantern Street Orphanage, but I'm afraid we've hit a rather dead end."<br/><br/>She looked over the group again, her brown eyes rich and analyzing as she did so, then continued, "If you're willing to help us find the children and bring their kidnappers to justice the church would be willing to compensate your efforts. Until you've decided though I will say no more." There was an undaunted air of self-assurance in her words, particularly when she spoke of bringing the people responsible for the disappearance of the children to justice. It was quite belied by her gentle-seeming nature before hand and her short height of five feet and four inches.<br/><br/><strong>~Naomi Samonte - Healer~</strong><br/><br/>Naomi, for once, was paying attention. The orphanage was a place very dear to her and she had heard of the strange disappearance of the young children.<br/><br/>If O'walu had com with Jenya and herself, Naomi turned her eyes upon him and said, "Oh, we'll help of course, won't we?" Enthusiasm danced in her light blue eyes, the soft curves of her face lit with hope. If anyone could help find these children in her mind, it was O'walu. After all, he made his living hunting things, and to Naomi that meant finding things would come naturally to him.<br/><br/>If not, she simply agreed that she would help and waited to see who else agreed to do so.