Auria glares at the rock, murmuring at the empty air around her, "For the love of Sarenrae, can't you spirits behave?" Concentrating for a moment on the rock she casts mage hand. She levitates the rock to where she can examine it, then places it in Sarenrae's bronze open hand.
After a quick glance at the stones, Auria heads off towards Sarenrae's wing. Humming to herself as she walks, she silently prays to find answers to some of her questions...
Auria blushes from embarrassment, "I'm sorry I wasn't more clear. I am an oracle, though I do have a bit of training as a priestess. I hope since you are in need of clerics, you will still need my help." She doesn't wait to see Father Zantus's reaction before she turns to Maedre and whispers...
"I'm Auria, and this is my companion." She looks over at him, waiting for him to introduce himself before she continues. While waiting she tries to decide if she wants to make a request in her first conversation with Father Zantus. When Maedre finishes she decides to state her intentions. "I...
After the speeches are over, Auria waits for Gil to pack up his supplies. She motions for Gil to follow her, then she makes her way over to Father Zantus.
Auria looks at Gil with sad eyes, semi confident she knows who the acolyte mistook her for. Rumors are never good to rely on, though, so she moves on without asking who she looks like. "It's nice to meet you. My name is Auria. I am an oracle from Magnimar." She hesitates for a moment, then adds...
Having arrived just as the festivities start, Auria takes her time to look around Sandpoint. While observing she follows her nose to all sorts of foods. After eating a bit, she notices a priest near her. She straightens up and approaches him while looking over her shoulder to see if Maedre is...