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The Deaconess is about to refuse your request a second time, yet she hesitates for a second. Her eyes scrutinize you, and she finally replies. "Very well, your request seems earnest. Return tomorrow, I will have an answer for you."
The next day, Deaconess Sekek meets you with a closed face and pursed lips. "I brought your request to the haty-a, but she is... unavailable. Perhaps if you returned tomorrow?" she suggests with an ounce of empathy for the Pahmets and their retinue.

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Male dwarf (Pahmet) gestalt alchemist (internal alchemist) 8/fighter (unbreakable) 5/living monolith 3 | HP 121/121 | DR 1/- AC:24 T:13 FF:24 CMD:24 | F+12 R+10 W+8 (+8 vs. poison, +2 vs. spells, spell-like, +6 vs. disease; +3 mind-aff; +2 death/neg. levels ) | Init +2 | Perception +13 (+5 sight)

Anakh-Ka lets out a low grumble, making it plain that he is cross with all that courtly etiquette. "If we must..."