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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Krago o'the Mountain" data-source="post: 2506156" data-attributes="member: 34882">Ruphus looks surprised that the elven woman seemingly has never heard of his patron god. "Well, I suppose any who would seek the advance of evil and chaos in the world...St. Cuthbert being the Cudgel of Righteous Law that he is. That line of thinking provides too many leads for a lifetime, I'm afraid," replies Ruphus.  Ruphus nods as Konstantine talks and talks and talks some more, seemingly at a loss for words. At the last he simply says, "Yes, I'm sure she will."   "I believe the first disappearance ocurred about three months ago," recalls Ruphus. (OOC: Assuming Galen had no questions for Ruphus at this moment...) It's only a few blocks from the scene of Ruphus' assault to the Church of St. Cuthbert. The two-story Church, its white marble walls suffused with veins of vivid blue, stands in stark contrast to the buildings of bare black stone that flank it on the north end of Obsidian Avenue. A pair of white marble statues depicting armored warriors stands on either side of the temple's heavy oaken door. Each of the statues raises a great mace to the sky. Above the door's marble architrave are boldly inscribed the following words: "WITHIN LAW LIVES HOPE." Ruphus knocks loudly on the big wooden door, which opens after a moment. Another brown-robed acolyte stands within, who, seeing Ruphus' bruised face, reacts quickly. "Ruphus? What's happened?" He ushers everyone in out of the rain, concern written on his face. Ruphus responds with some urgency.  "Pellir, quickly, I must speak with Jenya. Please see that these good people are warm and dry." Turning back to the party, he apologizes, "Please forgive my haste but I must let the High Priestess know what has transpired. Pellir will attend you." With that, he strides swiftly down the hall. Pellir leads the group into a spartan, but pleasant, sitting room which adjoins the main foyer. A warm fire crackles in a hearth, and comfortable-looking padded chairs and sofas line the walls. Pellir bustles in and out with hot tea and blankets for any who wish them, and then he excuses himself, saying, "Please make yourselves comfortable. I'm sure Ruphus will return shortly," as he leaves. Actions?</blockquote>

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