A night on the docks

[Akirapryde]

Elironda sighed as she pushed the heavy wagon, "I think you are missing my intention. I don't want the paint brush for myself."

She glanced back at the burning boat, "I mean to give it to the temple. Well, I mean our faithful priest who has already done so much for us." she turned her head back to the the wagon and continued to push the wagon down the street. "Unlike the man you work for...." she paused and smiled, "a hell of a guy" she said with a sense of pride in his voice.

"You be quiet," she snapped. After taking a deep breath, "unlike him..the Priest, known as Little Jon, or Father Jon, has given unto us his services without asking for anything in return."

She looked at the sleeping boy and the paintings, "I mean to give him the paintings and this boy. So that his order can take the fame and credit for releasing them and saving this boy from the lies of the cultists." She paused a moment before adding, "This will ensure that his order will shine brightly. And show them our, well, your commitment to their goals and ideals."