Where the cleric chose to spare her abilities for a possible confrontation to come, the substantially more foreign paladin would seek to offer his aid. Tapping to the divine and primeval force that flowed within his body, the man would distribute health to those that needed it the most. It was no their time to go yet. And given the other adventurers appeared to be in no particular hurry to go, something Leosin had suggested there being no need of, unless there would be a quick upset in the plans currently in the making, he would be free to do so without any possible repercussions.

The people he gave aid to would not spare their thanks, doubly so if an expression of fear had first crossed their faces on the former outsider's approach. Be it the man was their champion, he was also something the common people did not quite understand. But they were ever thankful, no mistake to be made on that part. They naturally had nothing to offer but their gratitude, but had the man sought anything more than that out of the act in the first place? That was something only he knew.

What had changed the plan during this time was how Kyra had, in the end, decided against requesting horses from the people in charge of the rebuilding. While that had its own effect on what was to come, Leosin's delayed answer to the question about other cult strongholds would be met with a shake of the man's head. "No, I cannot say I would know. You are correct in your assumption that they must have more, or at least it would only make sense, but I do not know where to go looking for them. If you can find anything relating to that on your task… that would be something to go on."

[@The Harbinger of Ferocity][@Ryonara][@Gordian Nought][@Lucius Cypher][@Norschtalen]