"That was lucky, I don't have to search for you after all." Handing Kalinn her invitation.
"Cutheleon is a small city, but they do have several inns that are ready to receive guests for this event. All the amenities that you desire should be available. As to us, squire Johan and squire Kerramon."
When Borric offers to take Sylvain's invitation, the squires pause a second, looking at each other, and then hand it over.
"I knew we should have tried searching more brothels."
"I assure you Mr. Furioso, we try to make sure this is a most joyous occasion. Sure, the ceremony is long and a bit boring for those not of the faith, but the revelry of the feasts to follow will surely brighten your life. The importance of this event is only surpassed by the crowning of kings. When by chance was the last time you spoke to a king?" he says with a smirky smile.
In a rebuttal to Relic's statement,
"Guests will be seated at the ceremony according to presentation and social status. How the warrior Daylily presents him self will greatly determine how he is treated." After Daylily's rebuttal, these two are breathing a sigh of relief that they will not be the ones choosing the seating arrangements at the event.
"Mr Hawkins, the invitations are for only those who's names are upon them. While the ladies you may bring are welcome in the inns in Cutheleon, they will not be attending the ceremony. Later celebrations get less formal, but still require a bit of decorum."
"Unless there are any more questions, we have many more invitations to deliver. Enjoy and may peace follow in your footsteps."
Pulling one more invitation out of his book before closing it, the pair retire to the bar. Straightening up to formal attention, Kerramon holds out the invitation to Grog.
"We have been told that you do not like attending, but your business has flourished since you did begrudging come last time. Allow your prosperity to flourish again. Old friends and new ones will be attending and an absence such as yours would be surely noticed."
Grog takes the invitation and slips it between a couple of jugs of the gud stuff on the back wall. With a wave of his hand, the two squires gingerly retreat, taking that they had not received an earful of belligerence as an acceptance of his invitation.
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"The time has come where another must take his place in the inspired duty to protect the land. Come see the holy inauguration of Alton Allbright into the Holy Order of the Sentinels.
In humble reverence, the Holy Order of Sentinels invites you, Kalinn Ari, daughter of the mountains, to witness the inauguration of the latest to join the Thirteen. Guardians of the Realms, Defenders of the Lands, Champions of the Purest Light, the Thirteen have been the first line of defense against all that creeps, crawls and terrorizes the dark.
The inauguration ceremony will commence at sunset on the twenty first day of this moon at Mendikarr's Cathedral in Cutheleon. That is to be followed with three days of feasts and blessings. Formal and dignified attire is required for the ceremony. Be aware the Mendikarr's Shield requires the last mile of your journey to be upon foot."
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