Rodrick sighed heavily as the party began splitting off on their paths. Shaking his head in disapproval, he didn't see any way around it at this point. Cursing under his breath, he made it a point to utter a silent prayer before heading off after the Arbite. Though he had made it a point to stay by the side of his sister-in-faith, he had to chose a path to follow.

	"Blood holds many secrets," He remarked to himself, "So, perhaps his next of kin may know more about his dealings outside his station." Nodding in afirmation, he'd continue his trek.

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>Pray
>Follow Arbite