[Dame Alexis Guinivere Sexton]

"Dame Alexis Gwenivere Sexton," the knight replies, extending one gauntlet-clad hand. "As for the other thing, I'd like to examine the kitchens first," she says.

You take her hand and shake it, gingerly, then say "Follow me miss," and head off in the direction of the kitchens.

In its heyday, this old dwarven temple to Alvrosh, dwarven god of water, housed some 50 priests and priestesses, all told. Cooking a meal for 50 is difficult at the best of times, but it was made significantly easier by having a massive set of kitchens. They were wrecked when you took over the temple but you've done your best to recommission them and now they are functional enough for you and your subjects.

Dame Sexton inspects the kitchens thoroughly, even climbing into some of the ovens partially looking for secret doors, but finds nothing.

"I did tell you," You inform her, but she looks at you in annoyance and replies coolly.

"I can't just take your word on this you know," she says, and you groan inwardly in frustration.