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A brief awkward moment ensued as Zoya took to the opposite balcony and began to tear down the Iomedaean priestess with some harsh but well-targeted jokes, and even the initially scant disapproving boos and venomous glares from the crowd are eventually turned at least into light chuckles.

Bertram's more intellectual jeering seems less positively received, but nonetheless manages to silence some gossipers and mutterings around him.

Determined not to be undone, the priestess cuts back in, "Today, I bear a missive from champions of Iomedae’s faith, heralds of the goddess’s will, who know your troubles and would see them end."

With that, Allamar gestures to her twin sons, Loran and Lacall, who carry forth a box swaddled in white linen between them and place it on the table in front of the church.

A brief awkward moment ensued as Zoya took to the opposite balcony and began to tear down the Iomedaean priestess with some harsh but well-targeted jokes, and even the initially scant disapproving boos and venomous glares from the crowd are eventually turned at least into light chuckles.

Bertram's more intellectual jeering seems less positively received, but nonetheless manages to silence some gossipers and mutterings around him.

Determined not to be undone, the priestess cuts back in, "Today, I bear a missive from champions of Iomedae’s faith, heralds of the goddess’s will, who know your troubles and would see them end."

With that, Allamar gestures to her twin sons, Loran and Lacall, who carry forth a box swaddled in white linen between them and place it on the table in front of the church.

A brief awkward moment ensued as Zoya took to the opposite balcony and began to tear down the Iomedaean priestess with some harsh but well-targeted jokes, and even the initially scant disapproving boos and venomous glares from the crowd are eventually turned at least into light chuckles.

Bertram's more intellectual jeering seems less positively received, but nonetheless manages to silence some gossipers and mutterings around him.

Determined not to be undone, the priestess cuts back in, "Today, I bear a missive from champions of Iomedae’s faith, heralds of the goddess’s will, who know your troubles and would see them end."

With that, Allamar gestures to her twin sons, Loran and Lacall, who carry forth a box swaddled in white linen between them and place it on the table in front of the church.

A brief awkward moment ensued as Zoya took to the opposite balcony and began to tear down the Iomedaean priestess with some harsh but well-targeted jokes, and even the initially scant disapproving boos and venomous glares from the crowd are eventually turned at least into light chuckles.

Bertram's more intellectual jeering seems less positively received, but nonetheless manages to silence some gossipers and mutterings around him.

Determined not to be undone, the priestess cuts back in, "Today, I bear a missive from champions of Iomedae’s faith, heralds of the goddess’s will, who know your troubles and would see them end."

With that, Allamar gestures to her twin sons, Loran and Lacall, who carry a box swaddled in white linen between them and place it on the table in front of the church.

A brief awkward moment ensued as Zoya took to the opposite balcony and began to tear down the Iomedaean priestess with some harsh but well-targeted jokes, and even the initially scant disapproving boos and venomous glares from the crowd are eventually turned at least into light chuckles.

Bertram's more intellectual jeering seems less positively received, but nonetheless manages to silence some gossipers and mutterings around him.

Determined not to be undone, the priestess cuts back in, "Today, I bear a missive from champions of Iomedae’s faith, heralds of the goddess’s will, who know your troubles and would see them end."

A brief awkward moment ensued as Zoya took to the opposite balcony and began to tear down the Iomedaean priestess with some harsh but well-targeted jokes, and even the initially scant disapproving boos and venomous glares from the crowd are eventually turned at least into light chuckles.

Bertram's more intellectual jeering seems less positively received, but nonetheless manages to silence some gossipers and mutterings around him.

Determined not to be undone, the priestess cuts back in, "But many among us have known more than our share. Many among us have shouldered burdens laid upon you not by the Inheritor, but by those who would curse her name and taunt her faithful."

A brief awkward moment ensued as Zoya took to the opposite balcony and began to tear down the Iomedaean priestess with some harsh but well-targeted jokes, and even the initially scant disapproving boos and venomous glares from the crowd are eventually turned at least into light chuckles.

riestess orates to her audience from atop the balcony, taking her time to set the tone and establish common ground, "But many among us have known more than our share. Many among us have shouldered burdens laid upon you not by the Inheritor, but by those who would curse her name and taunt her faithful."