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Disgruntlement at having her orders questioned by her master parallelogram notwithstanding, Zanzi, well rested and donning a new set of clothes, now feels and appears completely rejuvenated. Inspecting herself in a tall mirror, she can't help but admire the slender curvaceous figure of the female elf looking back at her: "You know you could if you want forget about Aribeth and return to the prison without a henchman." (She's concerned that what happened to Tomi might happen to his replacement, especially with the 30-60-90 unfettered by Selune's polygon). "She's right, though. That prison's no place for an unprotected woman, especially one that cuts such a handsome figure," and she turns slightly this way and that, scrutinising herself in the mirror with a certain degree of narcissistic satisfaction. After giving the matter further thought, and knowing that she'll have to speak with Aribeth again before leaving the Hall of Justice, she decides to stick to her word and comply with Aribeth's order to choose a replacement henchman from the Trade of Blades.
Leaving the opulence of the senior judge's living quarters causes her slight pangs of homesickness but by the time she's walking into the enormous main entrance foyer of the Hall of Justice and catching sight of Lady Aribeth, all such desires for the comforts of home life have been forgotten.
Aribeth: "Well look at you, all ready to take on the world again! I trust you're well rested and feeling up to the challenge?"
Zanzi, still trying to impress upon Aribeth that she is her faithful soldier: "Yes, thank you Lady Aribeth."
Aribeth: "And the Trade of Blades is your next port of call before the prison. Correct?"
Zanzi: "Yes, Ma'am."
Aribeth: "Good. Just make sure you choose a suitable henchman, someone who can complement your skills not just replicate them. Now, is there something else you need?"
Zanzi: "I require temple services." And Zanzi duly negotiates with Lady Aribeth the sale of various non-essential items from her inventory, at the end of which Zanzi has managed to wangle the princely sum of GP 1420 to spend.