Mendez wanders through the city giving aid wherever he can. Shifting rubble to free those trapped and giving minor healing to those unable to find clerics.
Even though he has never felt that comfortable in urban areas, this doesn’t prevent him feeling pity for these poor people. People whose homes and lives have been demolished by the warring factions of Eolar’s idiot church.
Mendez still finds it hard to understand the motives of St Cuthbert and especially how an Elf like Eolar could have become a servant of such an uncaring god.
Still, at least Admiral Flaertes has been killed and hopefully those fools won’t raise him just so he can stand trail… Although, thinking about it, he wouldn’t put it past them.
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