[IC] A Stolen Land

[Nexendia]

"Nay my lady, such is not a spell I have prepared this day. To do so at will is an ability of those knights you call paladins. I am a priest of Galdraföðr, the Father of Songs." At her quizzical look he elaborates "Odhinn, Valdr galga, the Ruler of Gallows. The All Father has many names, I hear the dwarves call him Magrim"

Nex smiles politely and whispers, "I am aware you are not a paladin.  I suspected it was a slim chance you would have the spell prepared.  Are you able to prepare the spell at all?  If so, can you prepare it for tomorrow morn so we can detect any diabolical intentions?"

Jhod looks to Nexendia with pleading eyes.  "Please, good lady.  I must see this shrine and pray there.  Would you be willing to take an old man on such a trip?"

[OoC: Sense Motive: +2; Result: 10; My rolls have been really sucky lately.   ]

"It is not up to me," Nex replies to the man.  "But personally I see no reason why we couldn't assist you in your quest."