Many months had Elijah wandered, bringing Sol's Justice down upon those tainted by the Darkness, and purifying the taint of their wretched souls in His Flame. As fulfilling as the work was, the endless trek had begun to weigh on him, and he found he had the need to stop and rest, for a short time at least. Journeying alongside a lesser merchant's wagon, he came upon the shining steets of Omar, and witnessing Sol's pristine reflection upon the silver road, deemed it a fitting place to rest.

While wandering through the township in search of an Inn, a loud voice caught his attention. A man-sized womanly spider on six legs, hawking knick-knacks and curios from a forgotten age, and allegedly a idolatrous priest as well. He'd seen stranger, far stranger in his time, and normally would pass her by, but, having nothing better to do, and nowhere else to be, he sauntered over to the store, greeting the automaton and arachnid in equal measure, in a seriously jovial tone, [color=f7941d]"Excuse me, mister and misses, but have you heard of the Cleansing Light of our Fiery Lord Above?"[/color]