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"Praised be Erastil! Is that a glimpse of reason? I thank you, Your Grace, you have turned this poor man towards the light! I'll find him a place to sleep and make sure he's fed and sent back where he came from once he wakes. I think we should expect no more trouble — and no new 'prophecies'." Jhod smiles and bows, signaling the end of the conversation.