For now, I regret that metaphor and simile are all I can indulge in. While I must atone for my sins, my sins must remain my own until such a time as I feel they may be divulged. And any guidance from the divine is obscured for now by paradox and conflict. I must find my direction elsewhere it seems. Revan turns and hops down from the building, heading towards the inn. As he leaves, he turns to Myrddin I will inquire to Ashlyn whom among the townsfolk require our aid tomorrow so we may prepare appropriately. Keep watch if you will for now; I will return forwith. Revan smiles, a look of peace on his face.
I head to the inn, find Ashlyn if she is still awake and ask her Sister Ashlyn, I wonder: whom among the people require the aid of our party most dearly and what is their affliction? I would like to prepare to aid them as effectively as possible tomorrow.