ooc: Since the preists never say anything to Makani, I will extract her myself, but thanks anyways AGM Gram.

After approaching the hall where the meeting is supose to take place, Makani stops for a moment, thinking. She then heds back to the rooms she was given and picks up her gear, deciding that even though the preists appear to be of a caring god. She does not want her name known and mind read as many of the priests, seem to be able to do. Heading out of the temple she heads back to the inn to get a room, somewhere less conspicous than a temple.
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The tall woman stares at you unflinching. She is well muscled even though she appears to be a bit younger than most mercenaries. Her long white-gold hair is pulled back in a braid and her grey eyes stare at you uncaringly. You notice a scar running along her cheek, but there is nothing outstanding about her. She appears battle ready and the long bastard-sword across her back looks battle-used and easily reached.