Chanting-boxing...

[*Rainbow Prism]

"Actually, as far as I am enjoying seeing champion of gods in prison, I do find it interesting. Was the death really the only choice? That conviction of righteousness irks me quite a bit. "

[*Selebius]

"At that moment a lethal response seemed appropriate. As an inquisitor I learned to follow my feelings... and I felt very threatened by something very old and evil. Perhaps the same thing that tried to assassinate me again just a few days ago. It felt very similar."

[*Rainbow Prism]

"So your god loves when you kill out of feeling so? Where do I sign up?" She snickers.

"You are talking about that assassin? You know, it would be ironic if he was the one who pulled string behind the kiddies. Provided he did it and you actually did what you said instead of cutting throats of weeping humanlings."

[*Selebius]

He thinks a bit, not letting himself being provoked, staying his usual calm self.

"It was the same or a similar presence. First in the mercykiller, then, later in the dwarf and that masked man. I have no idea what it was, however."

[*Rainbow Prism]

"You know. I am shocked!" There is a wide grin following the exclamation. "I expected you to do pathetic whimpering 'I did not do it, something possessed me' speech. But you are still clinging to that story."

Her fingers started to drum.

"Tell me - how does it feel to get abandoned by your deity and church?"

[*Selebius]

"I cannot only guess. It must be a terrible feeling... to be alone, the own ideals and the truths gone... all those once considered friends turning their backs on you."

He looks over at her.

"I hope I will never find out, Lady.", he then adds with a smile.

[*Rainbow Prism]

"Interesting."
There was contemplation on the face of small drow. She knew secrets of divine mysteries, and she knew one paladin. This did not add up.
"It almost sounds like your patron agrees with you doing what you did."

[*Selebius]

"I have not fallen."

He simply says, thinks a bit before going on.

"This was the reason why I asked for permission to pray at the shrine, to atone, to take responsibility for my actions in front of Herioneus eyes.
Yet I found he forgave me already, that he still guides me, sees me as one of his chosen.
I wish for this youths to be still alive, to be lead away from darkness by stern but loving guidance... but what happened happened. In that moment I could not act differently."

[*Rainbow Prism]

"Bo-o-oring!" Drow said, almost yawning.

"Desmord, is your crime somehow related to theft of relics?"

[*Selebius]

"I think so. The cult of Nerull was blamed to have stolen the relic from our vaults so I first investigated in this direction. I was on my way back to the inn when I was attacked."