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Darmorel slinks into the temple, keeping her head low and hood up. She walks around idly, scanning the room and looking at the people. She finally walks up to one of the priests.
"Um, excuse me. I have need of assistance for a... companion of mine...
She shudders visibly at the thought of Gauron.

Darmorel grimaces as the half orc grabs her. "Curse, you say. Fine, fine. I'll go check to see if there are any people who can cure ye of that disfigurement. Anything else, oh great one?" There is a slight hint of sarcasm in her voice on the last note.

Darmorel will go search the town for the local cleric and ask about it after a few more posts are made etc.

SO! Whats going on y'all. Gotta keep posting so the three newcomers can make their debuts! Have at it!