[h3]Narkissa Langdon[/h3]


[@Rune_Alchemist] [@Crusader Lord]

[b]“Sure.” [/b]Narkissa was a bit surprised to see Leannah being so direct, especially since she still looked wiped. It wasn’t a problem though, not like there was anybody else in the area aside from the two of them.[b] “Hmm… I doubt you’ll get anything useful out of that man. It was one of the few things that the Illuminator and I could agree on, but alright,” [/b]she agreed. Clearly, something with her experience with the temple or the god that it belonged to had spooked Leannah. Knowing this strange world and the apparent fickleness of the gods that inhabited it, it really was better to be safer than sorry. 

[b]
“Well, let me recap from where we got split up in the temple…” [/b]After the brief summary, she launched into more detail as the cat girl had requested, detailing her encounters with the slimes, praying to the goddess, and for the first time since speaking to Lazhira, mentioned the teardrop that she had received as well. Then she moved on to jumping down the tar pit, and meticulously pieced back together her conversation and encounter with the god of knowledge, before finally recounting the tale of their dramatic escape from both burning temple and cultists hot on their heels. 

What Leannah offered in return, though, was the same, although with far more oaths attached as stipulations than hers. Narkissa couldn’t help but to frown. She hadn’t gotten the full picture yet here, sure, but it had already become clear long enough ago that they were already being party to a conspiracy of sorts, either here in the village, or to the greater world in general. 
All within a few days of showing up. Fun stuff. 

Frankly, she wasn’t sure if she’d cared to hear what extra bad news Leannah had to say. But she did care for Leannah, and her own life, really, so refusing was out of the picture. 

[b]“…Alright, my lips will be sealed, it’s a promise. What exactly is going on here, Leannah?”[/b]