“ Trust is earned, not given.” Celestial proverb     Third Lower Day of Mortis, 126 HR When one of the guards outside his office announced Factol Terrance, Sarin felt relieved and tense at the same time. Given what lay ahead of him, he would certainly need the help of such a powerful priest. But if this cleric hadn't been an Athar, he would have felt more comfortable. In addition, the last heated argument between him and Terrance still hung like a shadow over the room. Sarin rose and motioned to the guard to escort the Athar's factol inside. Terrance gave him a serious but not unkind nod, and Sarin bowed slightly. Terrance was, after all, a high priest of good alignment, and he respected that, even if he could not understand his faith - or what he called faith. He asked the Athar’s factol to sit down and took his own seat again. For a few seconds, there was silence in the room. “Thank you for coming,” Sarin finally said, clearing his throat. “Your support in th...