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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tokiwong" data-source="post: 1578978" data-attributes="member: 961">Chapter 7 - Part 4“So where is Dais?” Lain questioned as both Osan and Ayala sank into their respective chairs.“We left him with a druid of the Panthic Order, he should be fine,” Ayala shrugged, “why does it matter to you, doesn’t he annoy you?”“Sure, but you can’t leave Dais alone in the big city, he is liable to get himself killed with his naiveté.  If you had not noticed, he isn’t exactly sophisticated,” the night elf folded her arms across her bosom.“He is fine, give the man some credit, has it ever occurred to you that he may just be able to handle himself without your help?” Ayala replied as she casually admired her enchanted blade.  She turned to Captain Fletcher’s spirit, “Besides we have other business to attend to.  Like returning that Eye to its rightful owners.”Captain Fletcher smiled broadly, “Now that sounds like a right, proper course of action mates.”Osan simply nodded.Thane turned to Lain and shrugged, “I guess Dais can take care of himself, we should really try and find this temple of the Old Man of the Sea and return the Eye.  We had an accord, and I would feel much better to have this spirit on its way to its proper reward, whatever that may be,” he finished dubiously.Lain was already walking to the door, “I am going to find Dais, meet you guys at the temple.  I just… I got a feeling that something isn’t right, I need to find him.”  With a wink to Thane she left the room, as the door closed quietly behind her exit.Osan nodded, “For all the beauty of this city, there is a rotting cancer, a palpable force of evil festering in this city.”“I reckon you would be quite acquainted with evil, tiefling,” Thane blurted out.“I know evil, I have looked into the very eyes of the creatures of the pit.  I have felt the miasma of wickedness wash over my soul, seep into every pour, and corrupt the most pure of things.  I know evil, Thane,” the monk replied his face hidden under the brim of his conical whicker hat.Thane listened and nodded, with a visible shiver.  Ayala spoke up, “Enough, I don’t care about evil, or cancer or whatever.  Lets go to this temple and see if we can’t get a reward for returning their precious stone.  The sooner we get this done, the sooner I can drown my sorrows in stiff drinks.”“But that is not the way a proper lady-” Thane tried to say.“Pike it, this lady likes her whiskey,” she says walking out the door.</blockquote>

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