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<blockquote data-quote="Naathez" data-source="post: 1984096" data-attributes="member: 17791"><p><strong>A Viknij in the City</strong></p><p></p><p>Viktor is still catching his breath. Yes, the man at the village HAD mentioned "lots and lots of people". But this is just too much. His back to a wall, he looks around the bustling activity of the docks. Just here, there's probably more people than he's ever seen before, let alone at one time. And nobody seems to have noticed him, though he's a newcomer... back at the village, someone would already have offered to take him to the chief. "Weird mainlanders", he concludes with a shrug. After consuming a brief breakfast of bread and beer - EXCELLENT beer - at a place called "Two-handled Mug", which seems to be a great mainlander invention, a place where you give coins to be fed, Viktor steps out, quite unsure of where to go. He asks directions for one of the features his friend told him about, a certain "Temple of the Three" , and unhurriedly walks in that direction. </p><p></p><p>Although the distractions are manifold, and every shop window, every passing cart, the noises and scents all conspire to steal his attention, Viktor manages not to get lost. He stares in awe at the large stone building, touching the sculpted portal in amazement. He's never seen a place like this: the majesty, the workmanship of the great temple are almost magical to his eyes. As he strolls in, the bas-reliefs at the altar catch his eyes, and he walks up to them. </p><p></p><p>"May I help you, brother?" </p><p>"Brother?" Viktor thinks, "I have no brothers..." He turns to see a young man, dressed in a long and simple blue tunic. "Who are you?" he asks, warily eyeing the stranger. </p><p>"I am Brother Reinhold, an Acolyte of the Sage" the man says with a smile. </p><p>"Acolyte?" Viktor is quite puzzled. "What's an Acolyte? and why in the world does he think he's my brother? I'd know if i had an Acolyte brother, whatever that is." His frown deepens.</p><p></p><p>"I noticed you were looking at the Icons of the Three...?"</p><p></p><p>Viktor steps back, looking over the great stone slabs again.</p><p></p><p>The first one depicts an old, bearded man. He carries a staff in his right hand and a large, heavy book in the right. "That must be the 'Sage'", he thinks. Opposite the Sage stands a second statue, depicting a large, muscular man. He wears what seems to be a blacksmith's leather apron, and in his hands he clutches a mighty maul. Viktor sees the image of his father for a moment.</p><p></p><p>And then, in the middle of the two slabs, stands a third stone figure.</p><p>A tall man, his face covered and hidden by a massive helm, a heavy chain mail covering his body, his hands joined on the hilt of a large, broad sword. The bas-relief is so realistic it seems the man might lift the sword and lunge at him at any moment. Speechless, Viktor gestures at the statue, muttering "I'd... I think I'd be more interested in knowing of.. of him, I..."</p><p></p><p>Brother Reinhold smiles. "I should have known, had I looked more carefully at you and the large axe you have strapped to your back. You may want to talk to Brother Turam, then. He's an Acolyte of the Warrior; you may recognize him, he wears a tunic very like mine, only red. He should be around the temple somewhere."</p><p></p><p>Viktor nods, as the blue-robed man smiles again and silently leaves.</p><p>A few minutes later, after marveling at the wonderful stained-glass windows that let in streams of multicolored light, piercing the darkness of the temple, he leaves. These Acolythings may be polite, but he's not sure he likes someone who calls everyone "brother".</p><p></p><p>Munching on a sausage he bought from a cart in the large temple square, Viktor heads for the docks again. The long stroll in the city has made him hungry, and he licks his lips at the thought of another mug of that delicious beer. He's so busy thinking of where else to go this afternoon that he cannot help bumping into the cloaked figure stepping into the Two-Handled Mug Inn. As he hurries to apologize, the figure's hood drops, and the figure turns to look at him.</p><p></p><p>She's a woman. She's pretty, he thinks. Oh, dark hair. Probably.</p><p></p><p>At the moment, he can't take his eyes off those pointed ears.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Naathez, post: 1984096, member: 17791"] [b]A Viknij in the City[/b] Viktor is still catching his breath. Yes, the man at the village HAD mentioned "lots and lots of people". But this is just too much. His back to a wall, he looks around the bustling activity of the docks. Just here, there's probably more people than he's ever seen before, let alone at one time. And nobody seems to have noticed him, though he's a newcomer... back at the village, someone would already have offered to take him to the chief. "Weird mainlanders", he concludes with a shrug. After consuming a brief breakfast of bread and beer - EXCELLENT beer - at a place called "Two-handled Mug", which seems to be a great mainlander invention, a place where you give coins to be fed, Viktor steps out, quite unsure of where to go. He asks directions for one of the features his friend told him about, a certain "Temple of the Three" , and unhurriedly walks in that direction. Although the distractions are manifold, and every shop window, every passing cart, the noises and scents all conspire to steal his attention, Viktor manages not to get lost. He stares in awe at the large stone building, touching the sculpted portal in amazement. He's never seen a place like this: the majesty, the workmanship of the great temple are almost magical to his eyes. As he strolls in, the bas-reliefs at the altar catch his eyes, and he walks up to them. "May I help you, brother?" "Brother?" Viktor thinks, "I have no brothers..." He turns to see a young man, dressed in a long and simple blue tunic. "Who are you?" he asks, warily eyeing the stranger. "I am Brother Reinhold, an Acolyte of the Sage" the man says with a smile. "Acolyte?" Viktor is quite puzzled. "What's an Acolyte? and why in the world does he think he's my brother? I'd know if i had an Acolyte brother, whatever that is." His frown deepens. "I noticed you were looking at the Icons of the Three...?" Viktor steps back, looking over the great stone slabs again. The first one depicts an old, bearded man. He carries a staff in his right hand and a large, heavy book in the right. "That must be the 'Sage'", he thinks. Opposite the Sage stands a second statue, depicting a large, muscular man. He wears what seems to be a blacksmith's leather apron, and in his hands he clutches a mighty maul. Viktor sees the image of his father for a moment. And then, in the middle of the two slabs, stands a third stone figure. A tall man, his face covered and hidden by a massive helm, a heavy chain mail covering his body, his hands joined on the hilt of a large, broad sword. The bas-relief is so realistic it seems the man might lift the sword and lunge at him at any moment. Speechless, Viktor gestures at the statue, muttering "I'd... I think I'd be more interested in knowing of.. of him, I..." Brother Reinhold smiles. "I should have known, had I looked more carefully at you and the large axe you have strapped to your back. You may want to talk to Brother Turam, then. He's an Acolyte of the Warrior; you may recognize him, he wears a tunic very like mine, only red. He should be around the temple somewhere." Viktor nods, as the blue-robed man smiles again and silently leaves. A few minutes later, after marveling at the wonderful stained-glass windows that let in streams of multicolored light, piercing the darkness of the temple, he leaves. These Acolythings may be polite, but he's not sure he likes someone who calls everyone "brother". Munching on a sausage he bought from a cart in the large temple square, Viktor heads for the docks again. The long stroll in the city has made him hungry, and he licks his lips at the thought of another mug of that delicious beer. He's so busy thinking of where else to go this afternoon that he cannot help bumping into the cloaked figure stepping into the Two-Handled Mug Inn. As he hurries to apologize, the figure's hood drops, and the figure turns to look at him. She's a woman. She's pretty, he thinks. Oh, dark hair. Probably. At the moment, he can't take his eyes off those pointed ears. [/QUOTE]
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