Pudaga started by lowering F'sresa to the ground so she could stand, but she instead strode to her mother to lean on. When Pudaga was addressed by the priestess, he looked to her with some surprise. He had expected that Meesei and Gallus would do all the talking.

To encourage Pudaga, Gallus gestured to the priestess while looking at him.

[i]"...Ours is a lengthy tale, priestess,"[/i] Pudaga started slowly, he wasn't used to asking for help from a temple, let alone a temple of the Eight. [i]"To make short words of it, this one and his family were taken from our home in Elsweyr to be sold as slaves by criminals. The slave ship we were on was dashed against rocks in a storm, marooning the crew and passengers on an island. The slavers were rescued by another ship that would not take us."[/i] Pudaga nodded sadly at Meesei, [i]"These kind souls found us before we gave up to die. However..."[/i] Pudaga paused to moderate how much information he wanted to give, [i]"We cannot go home. We will be taken again. We have nowhere else to go."[/i]

While the family spoke with the priestess, Tzirret knew that they would not have much time to take a look around the chapel. He lightly tugged on Ma'tanza's arm and began walking to see the other altars. "Come," he whispered. Once they were at a spot where they would not disturb anyone's prayers, Tzirret asked Ma'tanza without certainty in his voice, "So, um...do you like it?"