Shackled City - Chapter III

"I've always prefered to know what I am meeting, so I can prepare myself. It is even more important as the wizard I am, as I must every day choose the tools of magic I will be able to use every day."
 
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"Perhaps it may seem prudent to prepare yourself for the worst?" the bard says bemused. "We have had dealings with a beholder. If that is any indication at the level of danger we may be in, plan accordingly."
 

At the mention of the multi-eyed monstrosity, Zeric turns his weary gaze away from Althron and back towards Orpheus and Leanthas.

"The interest that creature held for the child does not sit well with me, I do think that the church should keep a close eye on him in the years that come."

Rubbing the stubble on his chin for a moment, Zeric continued.

"While you are under no obligation to join us in the days to come Leanthas, if Priestess Urikas and yourself feel it a good thing, then another set of eyes would be welcomed."
 

Leanthas nods at the bard.

He talks like if we were going into a fight. The art of survival is not how to fight, but how to avoid it. I wonder if it is a good thing to join those adventurers. With that kind of thiking, or the narrow mind of there suppose-to-be leader might lead us directly into the wolf mouth. But working for a church might give me access to the ressource I am lacking... Wee Jas would have been better, but an occasion like that one might be hard to find.

He take a quick look at the open book in his hand and close it to study it later. He then look at the others reaction, and at the high priestess to see if she is satisfied by all his words.
 

"I see no problem with letting this elf join our party. After all, we can at least keep an eye on him this way." Alinis said with a small smile. "And as a wizard, he would be alot of help as well."
 

"Then it's settled!" Orpheus says with mock cheer, digging his thumb knuckles into his eyes to keep from rolling them; at one point sure Leanthas didn't need watching over, but now not so sure everyone feels that way.
These people are as mercurial as air elementals.
"Point us in the right direction, Priestess Urikas," the bard says, ignoring the stares.
 

OoC: Leanthas can tell the book holds a few spells he may wish to copy into his book when he has time. (An appropriate list will be given when he has the time to study it.)

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Jenya watches the spectacle unfold before her as the group bickers amongst themselves. She gives Zeric a reproachful look, though unjustified, her frustration gave way to such things at the moment. "Despite the way your "rescuers" are going about it, I think it is a simple matter that you have not shown any reason why you are not to be trusted. Though it may seem like a punishment, I would ask you to stay with the party and help them with their current assignment. If you complete this task successfully, then you will have proven yourself to the church of St. Cuthbert, she explains, forcing a smile.
 

The high Priestess has more sense in her head than all my 'rescuers' together. Things will be harder to deal than I thought, but she doesn't give me much choice than to follow them. Let's see how things turn.

Leanthas nods at the high Priestess before walking back in the rank of the group.
 

Verbatim said:
"Am I wrong in this thought Althron?"

Althron pauses for a moment to collect his thoughts. "Aye, it is true that St. Cuthbert dictates that we stand up for those that can not stand for themselves." It looks like he is about to add more but stops as the wizard responds.

Althron listens intently as the party continues to "discuss" the wands and what their roll will be, but his eyes never linger far from the wizard, there was something about this elf that he didn't like, he was too full of himself, he thought he was better then the rest but then again didn't most elves? Either way he would continue to keep a close eye on him.

"Despite the way your "rescuers" are going about it, I think it is a simple matter that you have not shown any reason why you are not to be trusted. Though it may seem like a punishment, I would ask you to stay with the party and help them with their current assignment. If you complete this task successfully, then you will have proven yourself to the church of St. Cuthbert, she explains, forcing a smile.

"If there is nothing else Priestess Urikas I would request that we take our leave, there is much to be done and not many days left to do it in." Althron states as he steps forward bowing low. He will wait until the others leave to address her once more.

"If I may speak openly preistess." He pauses for a moment as she nods, "I think you judge Zeric too harshly, he is rash and headstrong but he will break before he bends, he is someone that must be handled with an open palm rather then a closed fist. Fortunately I do not see any falsehood in his desire to serve St. Cuthbert."

He reaches into his pocket he pulls out a money pouch giving it to the woman. "My tithing Priestess Urikas, as always my sheild and mace will be at your call." Althron will bow once again and head out the door.

ooc: 150 gold for the tithe
 

Noticing that Althron wished to be speak with her privately, the priestess dismisses the rest of the party, considering the trial over, and gestures Zeric to wait for her in her private meeting chambers. Her gaze follows the ex-Hextorite as he exits the room. Once it is cleared she listens patiently to Althron's words. Accepting his tithe graciously, she nods with a smile. "You are of course right, Brother Althron. I may be acting too harshly with our new ward. It has been a rather chaotic time as of late, what with the rash of kidnappings and the Flood Festival approaching us. I can only hope that the high priest returns soon with the wands we will need this season.

Continuing to smile warmly as the priest left the room, she waited until the door close before exhaling a sigh. She turned to face the door that Zeric was waiting beyond and with a determined stride made her way across the room and pushed the door open. She walked straight to her desk and sat down without a word. Folding her hands tightly across her desk, the purse returned to her lips as she stared hard at the man. She tried her best not to look too angry, but it proved difficult. She stared at him in silence for a few moments. When it looked as if he was about to speak up instead, she finally spoke:

"As a ward of this church, in penance for your past mis-deeds, you agreed to obey our authority without question as you worked your way towards redemption, did you not?" Not waiting for an answer, the priestess cuts Zeric off as he is about to reply, talking over him.

"Therefore, I fully expected you to return with the party once I transmitted the sending to you. Directly to you, if I recall, Zeric," she adds, curtly. "As it turns out, not only you, but another one of your group foolishly decided to stay down there with you. What her reasons were, I don't care, as she is not my responsibility. You on the other hand, are," she continued, her steely gaze burning into Zeric's eyes.

"Perhaps you were fortunate she did decide to stay, or you might have done something even more foolish down there alone. You may explain yourself as you will, but nothing you can say will change what I am about to tell you, I can assure you that. Zeric, from now on, as long as you are performing deeds for this church and Althron is a member of your group, you will fully defer to him in all crucial decision making situations. Is that clear?"
 
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