Entering the room behind Rithrynn, Thea pulled a chair out from behind her desk to sit down. Marshall had already seated himself in the only other chair in the room, leaving Liaena to stand behind him. The girl leaned forward to try and insert herself into the conversation. “Father, could I…?” An arm shot out from Marshall to cut Liaena off, as the old man leaned forward to look Thea in the eye. “Priestess Thea, how would you rate the sincerity of this lying brat of yours?” “Pardon?” [i][b]“what?”[/b][/i] Liaena hissed, turning furiously on the old man where he sat implacably on his chair. “For she has come to me with a story that is frankly, incredible. But if she could somehow be genuine for once in her useless life, it could very well threaten the sanctity of everything we know and love.” …. “I…see” Thea said finally. Eyes drifting between Marshall and Liaena, she finally settled on the latter (who had turned scarlet with anger) as she gave her a thoughtful look. “Maybe I should hear it then, Father. Then I can judge” “Uh…thank you, priestess” Liaena managed finally, after a long pause of trying to light Marshall on fire with her eyes. Stepping forward slightly, she had the uncomfortable feeling of being under a spotlight as Thea eyed her. “Yesterday morning, Sharon and I got a tip off that his attacker was hiding in an inn in Old Town…” * It was with that that Liaena launched into a long retelling of the events of the sewer, and what they had found down there. From there, she glossed over the events leading up to the meeting at the Vanguard HQ, other than her and Kathlin’s presence there and their clash with the White Hand. Going into depth regarding everything she knew about the Nobleman Alficious’ and the mysterious case of his death, she laid the diary in front of the older woman to point out relevant pages. “…and Kitty was supposed to meet me back at Sharons house, and she didn’t, and I got[i] this[/i] instead. She discovered this, and got kidnapped for it!” Liaena finally finished emphatically. Thea had been silent throughout the entire monologue, studying the relevant pages closely. “Priest Marshall informed me of the events in the sewer. We have our people there now, cleansing those runes” “Okay…” “There is nothing there however, to prove that the White Hand guild is secretly a cultist group” Thea remarked as she leaned back slightly in her chair, eyes narrowing on Liaena as she held one finger on the diary. “Tax fraud, maybe. Crimes against humanity, no” “There[i] is[/i]” Liaena retorted, eyes blazing at her superior. “I told you, one of their members got a fatal blow from Doin, and he walked away like nothing after it. Besides, why would they abduct Kitty if they didn’t have something to hide?” “You don’t need to be in league with the dammed to want to hide your misdeeds, Rune” Thea observed. Surveying the diary again, her gaze noticeably darkened as she looked at the note from Kathlin. “I will write to the Lords widow, and ensure an investigation into this is opened immediately. If this group[i] have [/i]abducted Apprentice Lennox, I assure you they will regret it” “[b]No[/b]. No. That’ll happen too late” Liaena said immediately. The girl took a step closer towards the priestess’ desk. “The King is visiting tomorrow morning, isn’t he? You need to tell him all about this and make him act, while I get proof” “Proof?” “Yes. I’m breaking into Honors Watch tonight, to rescue Kitty. She’s a witness. And you’re going to help me do it” “Apprentice Rune…” “You [i]will[/i] help me” Liaena took yet another step forward to the point where she was right in front of Thea, as her voice cracked slightly. “Because if I’m [i]right[/i], you’re condemning one of[b] your[/b] apprentices to die horribly in some twisted plot if you don’t. Thea, I saw the man who’s responsible for all of this, he’s a Death Knight here in Stormwind, and he had members of the White Hand with him. And if we don’t stop him, the [b]same thing’s going to happen here as what he did to Dalaran!!” “Watch your tone, brat!”[/b] The girl nearly shouting despite all the taboos over raising her voice in the Cathedral, Thea’s eyes had narrowed to slits on Liaena as she finally paused for breath. “Sit down, Apprentice Rune.” …. Liaena looked for a moment as though she was about to start screaming for a moment, before backing away to sit down with a thud on the edge of the hard bed. Thea did not appear particularly angry after having just been raged at, more resigned as she turned over another page of the diary with a sigh. “I wish you wouldn’t miss your appointments”