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The cleric smiles at you cautiously as you hail her.

"Greetings, friend and fellow traveler. Peace to thee and thine own. Mayest I
 offer thee mine services, if thou'rt sickly or harmed? A modest fee I must
 charge, to cover the expenses of daily life. Aerdwyne provides nourishment
 for the spirit; I must take care of the body on my own."

She grins at her own jest.

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