Patrius

Eiro walked through the inn with a smile on his face. His armor was infused with subtle Holy Energy to make sure he gave off the vibe he was a paladin. And slowly, he approached the man that James and Krog had seen earlier, that priest that had approached them on his own.

"Excuse me?" Eiro said with a smile on his face, "I heard you are a venerable priest."

The middle-aged man looked up at Eiro and nodded his head without a moment's hesitation, "Indeed so! Are you interested in the words of the gods?"

"As I think is rather clear, I am." Eiro replied with a smile on his face. He made sure to mix his charisma-enhancing abilities into the chaos that he manipulated his mana with, so that the holy energy had an especially strong influence on this priest.