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Turning to the new speaker, he was immediately beset by the same overwhelming feelings of attraction he had felt for the first young lady. EvErykah lass in this group radiated their own form of beauty and it made his heart ache, and roused other feelings. If he wasn't the man he was, Siph mused quietly, he might even have been jealous of young Nove and offer to trade places!

Dipping into the same bow as he had previously, he performed the proper and respectful opening interaction that was common between a noble and a peasant who basked in their graces as if it were the sun itself. A gentle kiss upon her hand, and a bowed head. 
For miss Temer, it was because he had noticed she was not only 'spoken for' he had realized, but because she was a member of the church. There might have been a time when this fair maiden had mended a wound that could have ended his legend. Such a thing, reality or not, was worth his respect.

"My advice is to survey your surroundings and know the enemy. A dark hallway or tunnel might contain more surprises than you would like. As for which rift? I do not know as of yet! We will see what is presented to us by the weaver upon the bridge and tackle it as a team no matter what it is!"

Rising to his full stature, answering what other questions he could with honesty but also reminding the asker that knowledge came from experience. Why be handed your answer and fail to understand, when you could uncover the answer firsthand!

"Miss Silverflame? I was told we would be departing within the hour. By all means, all of you included, go to the shops and find what you need. I will be escorting those who come to the infinity gates in exactly one hour."

Glancing back at Meesha, Siph could not contain a smile that nearly took in his ears as he realized the last maiden of the group had found her new favorite bed. How interesting that they shared a place to sleep. With that beast about her, Fariha could easily be described as the safest person in the city.
Would be a shame to disturb her.

In a bit of a hushed whisper, Siph turned to the group. "I will meet you all there. Hour and a half." It would take them time to get there, after all.

Like a father grabbing his new born child, Siph slowly and methodically worked his hands under Farihas head and legs, lifting her effortlessly from the Old White she had taken as a pillow, who began rising to all fours. Like a true mother would, Meesha was quiet as possible and issued a low growl. 
Siph placed the peaceful sleeping Fariha on Meeshas back and waved to the group as the pair departed. 
To every person they encountered after leaving the room, indeed even the guildhouse and into the street, Siph patiently whispered for others to give Mother and 'daughter' the peace and quiet they wanted.
When Fariha would finally wake, she might find herself already at the tower. Still atop a legend of the forest.