For a long moment, all Leonora could do was look at her robes with a pensive expression. Then she lifted her head and nodded crisply. "I'll do what I need to for keeping the crystal safe." What difference did regalia make compared to fulfilling her duties, no matter how poorly she managed at it.

Chewing on her bottom lip, she looked from mage to monk and then asked quietly, "Will you help?" She hadn't the foggiest where to start, and after being under Palom's tutelage, she found herself bracing for a scathing remark of disapproval.