In the middle of the night, I was awakened by the sound of the door opening very lightly and some rustling, I knew the door was locked; so the intrude... must have had the key, witch made me think that it must be my new roommate, I listened for few minutes, I heard the thud of a bag put down, he changed his clothes and then he got in his bed. That confirmed the roommate theory, I wanted to say hello but I was too sleepy and he seamed pretty tired too, so I decides to leave the presentations to. I do not doubt that you would soon be earning a living in a whorehouse and would not suffer immediately. However, whores tend to catch awful diseases, and to die young, in cruel circumstances, so it isn't a very tempting option. Now, the Bishop and I have devised a way in which you can continue to serve the Church while not actually being in a Convent. On the Bishop's advice, the Mother Superior has agreed that you can remain technically a member of the order, but that you will be on Sabbatical. Pointing to a chair, she gave me a clear indication that she wanted me to set down, and since I was 6 inches taller than her, it made sense that that was the only way she was going to be able to see the top of my head. Looking my head over, the only thing she could find wrong was a small bump with a pinhead size charred center."Looks like someone tried to fry your little brain with a with a needle. It's a good thing that your brain is so small that it probably missed," she joked. "Just keep. " I bowed again."Isn't it ironic that you spend your days with young Mages and Warriors," Khadijah mused, "Teaching them to see their own self worth, when you cannot even see your own?"Blaster had been saying much the same thing for a decade; somehow it sounded more reasonable coming from her."I should go thank that young man." I said brushing off imaginary dust from my Moon blue armor, "Nothing like a good Hellfire to clean the blood off your platemail!" Wish it did as much for the smell,".