Smashed World, Part II

[Zhure]

Durban

"Greetings, O Holy Ones," Durban bows, "I seek a priest of Xan Yae, or one of her pantheon if no such priests is nearby." Durban smiles, trying to appear as placid as the temple once taught him to be.

 

[Jarval]

"And I wish to pay my respects to Ehlonna." Lorcan adds. "A pleasant place, this. A gem of green in a sea of stone."

 

[Zack2216]

Well, aparently the people weren't to worried about Tserof's presence while we walked through the city...

"Well, how about it tserof, you want to go on a stroll through the city with me?"

OOC: Sorry I didn't post earlier, I was out of state and internetless over the weekend.

 

[Dalamar]

You'll have to give me some extra info on Xan Yae and her pantheon, otherwise I can't help

"I don't think we have Xan Yae's followers around right now, you might want to check out yourself, lad."
The cleric seems a bit flushered, as if she had been caught from doing something brohibited.
"As for you, I think the guy's here somewhere." she is speaking to Lorcan. "He's the one with bits of food on the front of his robes."

 

[Jarval]

"As for you, I think the guy's here somewhere." she is speaking to Lorcan. "He's the one with bits of food on the front of his robes."

Lorcan bows to the dwarf, smiling slightly. "He sounds as though he may indeed be a follower of the Goddess. My thanks."

He heads into the building, looking for a priest either bearing the symbol of Ehlonna, or with a food stained robe.

 

[Zack2216]

I take tserof and I will wander about the city for a little bit.

 

[Zhure]

Durban

"I'm not familiar with the tenets of Ehlonna. Do the food stains represent something specific?"

 

[Dalamar]

"You don't know much of history, eh?"
The dwarf grins and sits down. She pats the grass next to her.
"Sit down and I'll tell you a story. A story about the time before the War."


A quick search later, Lorcan finds what he thinks is the priest of Ehlonna. A little rounded man sleeping in an uncomfortable looking position in a chair. Every few seconds, a snore escapes him.


As Haplo and Tserof move about the city, some fearful and even respecting muttering sounds around them (I'm assuming that you're both walking). The beautiful yet artificial views of the city greet you both (see earlier post).
A young elven child comes close, trying to pet Tserof but his mother quickly scoops him away.

 

[Jarval]

Lorcan smiles again at the sight of the sleeping priest. He goes up to the man and shakes him gently, saying:

"Sorry to disturb you rest, Father. I wish to pay my respects to the Goddess."

 

[Zhure]

Durban

Durban squats down on the grass, prepared to listen.