"Oh, Shallya protects, alright... but She doesn't fight back. Must be why She protected us at the shrine; She needs us to do what She won't."
Illiiya's newfound faith in a peaceful deity could only be good news in the long run, but right now the last thing they needed was for their best asset to swear off the thing she was best at - violence.
Pieter looked up when the door opened. "Morning, Leo. I'm afraid Lord Verloren is definitely dead," he said somberly. He held up the shabby green cloak Lothar had been wearing. "You recognize this?"