[Center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/ohitsIF.png[/img][/Center] [hr][@Rune_Alchemist][@ERode] [Color=green]"W-wait I though- ach! Stop pushing! Hey-!"[/color] Finn cried out in protest as Achel would begin shoving him down the catacomb halls. Though his complaints of being pushed along by the spider-thing instead of Atzi fell upon deaf ears, perhaps such an arrangement for the best... It had been a long time since a fellow human last made Finnegan feel unwelcome. Before long, the halls of the Crypt led into those of a small Cathedral; nowhere near as grandiose as the halls of Aventhrone, but well maintained. As the pair would pass several rooms housing the sick and wounded, Finnegan would suddenly find himself growing strangely restless; the tip of his severed finger stinging uncomfortably as he continued on. Rubbing the offending wound uncomfortably, the Apostle would find his right palm softly buzzing once more as it contacted the damaged flesh. Finnegan's eyes widened. Well was it known that Rheane could perform miracles of incredible healing, as related to the domain of renewal and rebirth. If he had been given revelation; and granted the ability to heal... Had he been sent to this village to help it's people heal from whatever disaster had struck them? The Militiaman abruptly stopped in the hallway. [Color=green]"Hold on-- can I see one of the wounded please? I... I think I'm supposed to help them."[/color]