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First Post
Xanfire and others at the Temple of Iomedae: Going in you are greeted with an amazing sight including incredibly vaulted ceilings covered in artwork dedicated to Iomedae.
There are peasants of all sorts, and passersby.
As Xanfire is walking through the crowd, the sudden clatter of wood falling to the floor draws his attention: a young man in the robes of a novice has dropped a cup on the ground and is hunched over with a pile of things in his arms that look like he's about to drop them. He is, of course, staring at Xanfire like a halfling staring into a stampede of bulettes; Xanfire is used to this, of course: fan awe.
A line of novices are standing next to him at attention, having seen such a senior member of their faith. Only one person nearby stoops to help him pick up the fallen cup, a young woman with worn leather armor and a wooden training sword at her side: clearly one of the novice templars of the temple. What are you dolts standing around not helping for?
Stand at attention, that's Xanfire!!! one of them hisses at her.
She looks up, then stands at perfect attention. The novice she was helping, still slack-jawed, looses his already clumsy hold on the pile of goods as it clatters to the floor. Horrified, he straightens up with the others.
Xanfire looks at the novices and smiles. He says "At ease friends. We are all equals in faith."
He then has a look of sadness on his face, looking down at the mess "While I am glad to be honored as for coming here, I am ashamed to see that out of all those present, there was one among you who assisted your fellow man." He looks at the girl and says "You have done a good deed today. What is your name, so I may inform the Grand Templar of what you have done. And to the rest of you, please be helpful to all. I will assist you in cleaning this up. "
He will then start cleaning up the mess, and hand the objects over to the group.
The Grand Templar of the Temple of Iomedae is approaching to speak to Xanfire and the other companions. He could be someone who could help witht he Adamantine sales.
Once the Templar comes within range, Xanfire himself will kneel and wait for the Templar to speak.
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Hedron sighs and bends down to pick the articals off the floor. then holds them to the novice to take. " he doesn't bite, usually ", he whispers, though not too quiet to keep away from Xanfire's ears.
Xanfire says nothing, but looking close, a flicker of a laugh was seen. However, it must have been the light, as his face is now set.
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