[center][color=lightsteelblue][h3][i]Shiara Cazarin, bone mage[/i][/h3][/color][/center]

Shiara considered offering her assistance to the apprentice, but it was obvious the two shared a close bond.  Instead she lead their strange quartet back towards the crypt, with Noa's light to guide her.  Before long the older knight was walking without aid, an amazing recovery after the injuries she thought he'd sustained.  Shiara was curious -- both a virtue and a failing, according to her teachers.  [i]Not now.  Wait until we are above ground, and the man has had a chance to rest -- and to decide what he wishes to share.  And you to figure out what other aid you can offer.[/i]  There was a brush of approval from Kem as she counselled herself to patience.

The idea of more Cursed was not a pleasant one, though now with bits of bone she would be able to study them, and fashion a better shield, perhaps determine the cause.  The place where someone had broken through from crypt to sewer -- or perhaps the other way -- made her pause a moment, to examine the crumbling wall.  "It will need to be fixed," she murmured, casting the light from her bracelet over it.  "Until it is it will weaken the protection consecrated ground offers, and cause problems in turn," she murmured, and sighed.  Such an endeavor would not be an easy one, she suspected, and her skills did not lie in building and masonry.  With the breach as it was, she would not be able to fully restore the graveyard's spiritual threshold, but she might at least strengthen it some.

The apprentice knight's question brought Shiara back to their current predicament: underground in a crypt they'd fallen into.  "Ah, sorry.  Give me a moment, and I should be able to find someone that knows the way."  She lifted a hand before her, calling Kem to her under her breath to lend strength to her sense for spirits and echoes.  The ones buried in the crypt were older than those buried above, and so their presence was weaker.  It took some several moments before the young bone mage could acquire an echo strong enough to follow.  Fortunately the crypt was less a labyrinth and more many smaller passages off a single main hallway, and that hallway had a presence strong enough to pick up.  "This way.  The main corridor should be just a turn or two ahead, and it will take us up into the church itself."