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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Trench" data-source="post: 4217098" data-attributes="member: 40464">Felix DallimothanNacthmann exits the Tower and surveys the clean up of the riot for a moment before continuing the walk. He cuts up toward the Arram section of Midtown with their long, stable-like houses where he hails a carriage oddly enough driven by surly looking half-orc smoking a pipe rather than one of the centaurs."All the way across town," he offers the directionless noble as explanation.The carriage rumbles it's way up Malay Street, past the halfling neighborhood of Katterwood, where music washes over the carriage.Crossing the river, Felix looks out to see that they've entered the temple District when small shrines dot the sides of the bridge leading into it. A crowd in the street prevents the carriage from moving farther, so Nacthmann pays the driver and gets out by the Sisters of Silence Priory, the lawful nuns looking across at them with their stunning bolt crossbows silently. The Captain makes his way down the street quickly past the enormous baroque and ornamented structure of St. Valien's Cathedral- the greatest temple of Lothian in the city, if not the world, with barely a glance. It's easy to see why. High towers with stained glass and statuary dedicated to bombastic gods cram themselves next to small, humble cottages singing the praises of unassuming deities. As the pair fight their way through the crowds of acolytes and devotees to the Street of a Million Gods, Nachtmann sighs."Godsday is coming up, so it's more crowded than normal." he says over a cleric's oratory. "But that isn't helping either," he points.A throng of onlookers surround a tiny, unassuming one-story temple with simple columns. Almost a miniature version of the Great Library in Oldtown, the Temple of Locharit is one of the quiter temples in the district. In front, Felix recognizes the badges of various guild members who stopped in the district for devotions and now congregate here as they happened across their co-workers. Much like the scene at the watchtower, they mutter to each other darkly, but this time a dozen watchmen dot the street vigilantly. Some religious orators have taken the crowd as an invitation to prostelytize on crates to the heathens, some friendly, some violently."Carlroy," Nachtmann says to a guard. "Get the young noble inside the temple. I want this rabble cleared when he comes out."The guard nods and motions to Felix to follow him as he pushes through the crowd. Soon, Felix finds himself inside a dark temple with small columns upon which rest open books and quills. A harried priest in a simple robe approaches the pair."Please," he pleads. "No visitors. We simply can't."Felix indicates the badge clipped to his belt."I'm sorry to disturb you, but I believe you'll find that I am no mere visitor, your holiness. The City Watch is undergoing an investigation into the murder of Cadderly Frickard. I am here to view his remains."The priest relaxes a little, although not enough from the looks of it."Well met Brother of the Platinum Dragon. It is always an honor to meet a deity who respects the written craft. Father Bertucat."The priest leads Felix down the hallways past shelves of books and parchments. Some pages from books and scrolls are framed along the wall as well."If it were not for our belief that followers of the Divine Word Mistress should only be buried on Airday or Waterday, we could have avoided all of that outside. Still, we must bury our brother on the 'comma' of the week, as opposed to the period, to help his translation into the great Text.The guard and Felix are led to a small chamber that is used for the preparation of the dead. There are a few other bodies here as well, and the smell is kept to a minimum with bowls of aromatic oils and the occasional clerics casting cantrips. Father Bertucat walks over to one body covered by a thin sheet that is covered entirely in different scripts."If you can, try to keep the disruption of his reading to a minimum. Place the written page over him when you are done. Do you need anything further?""Ah, no thank you." Felix says nervously. "I think... this shall suffice."Felix sets to work examining the body. He has never done exactly this sort of work before, but he's determined to go at it as professionally as possible. He tries his best not to gag in front of the guard.</blockquote>

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