“Of course” Thea responded. Looking up at the huge Night Elf, she inclined her head slightly in a gesture that was as polite as it was unyielding. “I would happy to escort you to your kinswomen. [i]After[/i] you stable your tiger”

The priestess became aware that the nave was slowly filling around them. Five armoured knights, one of which was obviously a paladin were carefully advancing towards the pair, without having drawn weapons….yet.

Clarissa had retreated towards the knights at this point, and was quite loudly telling them in no uncertain terms that they probably should be drawing their weapons. 

There was also an older man, who had quietly emerged from a small door set into one side of the nave close to the altar. He was clearly older than Thea or Clarissa, but younger than Marshal and dressed in robes that while largely similar to what the other elder priests such as Marshal wore, included gold and blue trimmings on the shoulders and on the hem. Clarissa’s voice, initially high pitched and squeaky with rage, tailed off noticeably at the sight of him. 

*

“Stop dragging me” Liaena growled as Rithrynn dragged her out of the corridor containing the prayer rooms and up a flight of steps. From the sounds of fighting behind them, the other elves had not even noticed or cared that they had left. “I was going that way anyway. And you’re taking the long way round”

[i]“I just hope that they don’t actually find the wine stores”[/i]

“Besides, I don’t think –“

*BAM*

Ignoring her completely, Rithrynn slammed the final door to the nave open, to stand, visible to all, and gawp at the sight in front of her “Mistress!”

Peeking around her, Liaena blanched. “…Priestess Thea?”

Thea shot Liaena a Look, before inclining her head to the elder priest. “High Priest Benedict”

Benedict acknowledged Thea’s courtesy, before turning to give Serphia, then Rithrynn, then Serphia again, an odd look. “What is going on here?”

*

“Yes. I don’t know”

Kathlin said in response to Alissah, raising her eyebrows slightly at the other woman’s agitation. “It’s not that odd really. We don’t get many Blood Elves, but if we do it’s reasonably likely they’re going to be beaten up. And the church doesn’t discriminate for healing, so they end up here….”

“…Well, not for elves. We’ve never had an orc, or a troll, or tauren in, so I wouldn’t really know about that. I wonder what would happen if a tauren claimed sanctuary” Kathlin added thoughtfully and belatedly as she sat back down on the bed beside Alissah, poised with bandages in hand. “We’d need to get bigger beds”

“…..”

“Either way, don’t worry about it” the girl added consolingly as she started to wrap bandages around Alissah’s shoulder and torso. “The city guard can’t arrest her here. This is holy ground.”