Giving a Comb

You hold a finely carved wooden comb in your hands. It is a comb you have
made yourself, the masterpiece that gave you full rights in the guild. You
are sacrificing not only its monetary value, but its value to you
personally.

You place the comb next to the knife, say a few words asking Arattavesh to
accept your payment, and walk back to the door to the sanctum. A priest
sprinkles water on you, and closes the heavy door after you step outside.

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