::Sihua nods.::
"Have at them. These thirty eight shelves are all about Gaia, and the old Gods of Ramudin and Crenan, Teranin and Sura, and Belistis."
::Sihua turns to leave the island.::
"Be mindful of your friend, outsiders are rarely welcomed in the Monastery."
::Sihua turns around, bows, and leaves, slipping past the monks, so she can leave the island in peace. Before long, she is gone from Iona, having restored the Economic, and military might of the Island Nation.::