Rejected By The Prophet

Following on from Montaya's advice, I gained an introduction with the Prophet, and put my case before him.

Alas, he took a look at my aging face, and slowly made polite excuses not to take me on.

[Imoteph] *looks at the hooded person*
[Imoteph] *in a soft and gentle voice says* Remove your mask
[Misnaefus] As you wish, M'Lord
[Imoteph] *nods to Razadrina*
[Razadria] I couldn't help but to hear your voice, Prophet.. May i join you?
[Derellas] *He keeps his hand on his sword, he knows the person but is at full attention regardless*
[Abida] *Stays silent, still holding her book tucked in underneath her arm.*
[Imoteph] Yes sit both, all sit
[Razadria] *nods and smiles warmly*
[Imoteph] *his cobra hisses a bit at Misnaefus*
[Abida] *Places her book next to her, gently almost like it would be a child, her hand gently strokes the leather bindings before she looks up*
[Imoteph] Ohh there, there...*smiles and pats the snakes head*
[Misnaefus] My Lord Prophet. The Great Serpent has set me a quest. I have been led to believe that you may be able to aid me.
[Imoteph] So, how can I be of assistance? *looks at her*
[Razadria] *looks at misnaefus, curiously*
[Misnaefus] I was raised in Khemi as a slave. But after fifteen years of abuse, Set freed me in a pact.
[Imoteph] *listens to her as he studies her*
[Misnaefus] To pay for my freedon, I must sell pleasure to all, and tithe the temple generously.
[Derellas] *He smirks and shakes his head lightly*
[Abida] *Raises her eyebrow slightly*
[Misnaefus] I was hoping you could help me seek new clients.
[Imoteph] And you are sure this was to Set and not to Derketo? *smiles and looks at Abida*
[Razadria] *raises an eyebrow*
[Abida] *Laughs softly*
[Misnaefus] *looks serious* Yes. In my dream, it was a great serpent that reared up before me. Not his whore.
[Abida] We have seen even set has a sense of humor.
[Imoteph] And now you wish of me to ...find you customers?
[Derellas] *He puts his hand in front of his mouth to hide a smile*
[Misnaefus] You are a man with connections. Surely some of your associates require a little relaxation every now and then?
[Imoteph] *coughs a bit as he smiles*
[Razadria] *chokes a chuckle*
[Misnaefus] *looks worried* Is the plague among you all?
[Abida] *Tilts her head to the side and gives Misnaefus a smile a mother would give to a child* Are you really aware of what it is you are asking our great prophet?
[Imoteph] They might but they usually attend to this need themselves
[Misnaefus] *looks at Abida* Yes. I am aware. I am asking him to help me bring riches to Set.
[Imoteph] This is an odd request and an even more odd pact
[Misnaefus] But it is Set's will.
[Imoteph] Yes so you say lady
[Abida] *nods slightly at Imotephs words* I will have to look deep within the library for anything refering to something equal to this.
[Derellas] *He smirks and puts his left hand on the hilt of his sword, tapping it slowly as he looks amused at Misnaefus*
[Misnaefus] *ignores Derellas's smirks*
[Imoteph] I am a Priest and not a...an owner of courtesans
[Abida] *Keeps her attention on Misnaefus.* Perhaps, what the child is asking..is if she may work within your ranks lord prophet.
[Imoteph] If I started to deal in those services...how would that reflect back upon me you think?
[Imoteph] Is it? *looks at Misnaefus*
[Misnaefus] This is Stygia, a land famed for debauchery.
[Derellas] ... I think the Prophet is well aware of that.
[Misnaefus] I seek to work anywhere, but Khemi is my home, and I do not wish to return to Cimeria.
[Imoteph] Yes, thank you for teaching us about our homeland lady, we are humble.
[Misnaefus] *blushes* Then surely my work will only enhance your reputation?
[Imoteph] I am sure you can find clients on your own, I mean such a beautiful woman as yourself.
[Misnaefus] I could help you bring joy to those less happy of your subjects.
[Abida] *Turns her gaze towards Derellas.* Derellas, would you perhaps know if the ship from Aquilonia has arrived yet?
[Derellas] *He blinks* What? I mean.. No M'lady I don't.
[Imoteph] My people are happy, in every breath they serve and they are content.
[Razadria] *looks at derellas.. then at misnaefus with a confused face*
[Abida] *She smiles and nods, turning her attention back to Misnaefus.*
[Misnaefus] Very well then. I shall have to work for Set on my own.
[Abida] If you work for set, you are never alone.
[Imoteph] Is there any other way in how I might help? Besides getting you clients as I was a madame handling courtesans.
[Misnaefus] Who is this madame?
[Imoteph] You should speak to the women over there, they are courtesans. *points at Yaminah and her table*
[Misnaefus] I thank you again for your time.
[Misnaefus] *bows to everyone*
[Imoteph] *nods*
[Misnaefus] May Set watch over you.
[Imoteph] Sets blessings