"No, they're not like wizard spells, they're granted by my god. I could... read people the Acts of Iomedae and see if any of them resonate with it, I suppose."

"It's class-exclusive?" He feels like he's missing something, but he's going to give himself a headache at this point. "The Acts of Iomedae are a special tome or something? Lots of people would give an arm and leg for a class like that, even if you can only do it once a day. I knew a [Marching Sergeant] in the army, could give his whole squad [Fast Recovery]. Most popular guy in the camp."

"The Acts are a book, which I have in my bag. I'm not sure I'm following everything you're saying, but I absolutely cannot guarantee that anyone will be capable of becoming a cleric, and in fact Iomedae is choosing fewer people than usual right now because She's very busy."

Well, the good classes are always hard to pick up.

"Iomedae is—your Guildmaster?"

"Iomedae is my god."

Jeiss suddenly has a blinding headache and his eyes are closed.

"- are you all right? Do you need healing?"

"I'm—" what was he doing "—I'm fine, just... sorry, what were you saying?"

He can hear the blood pounding in his ears, but he checks his sword, still in its sheath, he's in the middle of an interview, he's fine. He straightens and tries to calm his heart down.

"What happened to you?? Are you enchanted or under attack or -"

"...I don't know. I don't know why anyone would try to curse or enchant me—" Unless it's an area effect and he's caught in the radius.

He stands up and leans out the window, "Weir! Everything fine down there?"

        "Yes, sir! Is something wrong?"

He turns to Blai. "Did you see what happened?"

"You just doubled over suddenly. Do you have enemies who might be targeting you through a scry, or -" He's now looking around the room for a scrying sensor.

Truth stone? Yeah.

"I don't wish I were important enough to have enemies trying to kill me through a [Scry]." And he's never heard of that happening. He's no [Mage], but he's pretty sure that's not how magic works? "And my [Dangersense] isn't going off. It's gotta be a... flash migraine, or something." He sounds doubtful even as he says it.

"If you're sure."

"What were we talking about? I've lost my train of thought."

"I was explaining that Iomedae is my god."

He is going to slightly black out against the wall here, don't mind him.

"—Iome—is—?"

Yeah, no, there's a time to power through and a time to go to pinch his nose and stop thinking for a while.

"Are you sure you're all right?? I only prepared Share Language once today but I can do it again tomorrow if you need to put off dealing with me to go lie down or - something -"