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Message: <blockquote data-quote="ahayford" data-source="post: 5742712" data-attributes="member: 6680745">Skylar smiles briefly and visibly relaxes There now, that wasn’t so hard. For a moment there I thought things were going to get messy. Skylar waves Pvt. Kayn forward to collect your gear. The old guard half heartedlly kicks your weapons out of reach while leaving the bulk of your other equipment alone. Thank goodness. Skylar, Marcus was with them sir. I think he’s gone completely off the deep end....vigilante gone bad. You know how it is sir with those self righteous biddies. One minute they think their fighting the good fight, next thing you know he’s attacking honest guardsmen. Pvt Jansen raises his bindings for the desk sergeant to cut. Not so fast Jansen....They have a point...they never once mentioned a bounty. You were the first. And.....wasn’t tonight you and your buddies night off? Jansen’s face begins to turn shades of crimson. We uh...traded shifts sir. One of the new private’s wife was with child, had to go be with her. We, being the brothers in arms that we are, offered to trade shifts so he could be with her.Skylar doesn’t make any further moves to free Jansen. You. You said a priest was there, a witness. You mentioned he was at the temple of Saranrae. I don’t normally like talking walks in the rain, but perhaps tonight I make an exception. Besides....I’ve been sitting behind this desk too long. I miss the cobblestones beneath my feat. Kayn, stay here and watch the guardhouse. Wake up a few of the off shift men to protect the place. I wouldn’t put it past the Last Laugh to set this whole thing up as a diversion to bust some of their buddies out of prison.....Somehow though, I think this trip will be worth it.Skylar turns a large winch to raise the portcullis, the two sentries from outside rushing in with crossbows drawn and leveled. Its alright boys, why don’t you two take a walk with us. We are going to see just how on the level Pvt. Jansen here is. And if you don’t mind, watch these fellows here for any sudden movements. If any of them try to run, shoot to kill. Terseon won’t stand for this Skylar...Humiliating two guardsmen over the word of some street trash. He’ll have your shield. .Skylar winces visibly and looks unsure of himself. He grasps something around his neck, and then seems to gain strength. Why don’t we just let the priest settle this? If what you say is true, you’ll have nothing to worry about. But if you are lying, I’ll have you on the gibbets by dawn for treason. Even the good graces of the Lord Captain will be able to protect you from justice. The awkward procession heads through the city, sticking to the main roads. The night folk give the well armed guardsmen a wide berth, slipping into the alleyways as if to escape the light of their torches like scattering roaches. After a few minutes march, you arrive at the Temple of Saranrae. The building is constructed of what marble suffused with veins of vivid blue. The two story structure stands in stark contrast the with normal black obsidian and basalt stonework of most of Cauldron. A pair a marble statues flank the huge oaken door that sits shut against the night. Both statues depict female warriors in full plate mail. The left statue, holds a sheathed scimitar in her hands, a serene expression on her face. The second statue holds a naked scimitar, posed to strike, a look of bloody vengeance upon her face. The rain running along the edge give the appearance that justice has already been served...the victims blood running dripping off the sword. Above the doorway, gold inlay work depicts a rising sun. The words, “Above all, Justice” are inlaid into the cobblestone entryway in malachite.Skylar raises his mailed fist, but before he can knock, a young acoloyte, a girl no older then ten years opens the doors. She smiles at the sight of Skylar. Sergeant Krewis! I didn’t expect to see you today. Ruphus told me to expect another group of adventurers, but I didn’t think that would include you. She gets a little nervous when she see’s the other guardsmen with their weapons drawn. No one but Saranrae’s chosen may draw a weapon in her house. Please, they must leave their weapons here or stay outside. Skylar Krewis waves for his men to watch the door, then motions for the rest of you to enter. Had you any thoughts to escape with the lessened guard, they soon evaporate. Inside, two Templars of Saranrae stand on vigil around the circular entrance hall. Their stance mirrors the serene statue outside, sheathed scimitars at their sides, but you have no doubt they could change at a moments notice.You are quickly led to a room just off the main auditorium where you see Ruphus, Marcus, and Svexyn seated at a hearth fire trying to dry out their clothes. The room is humble and obviously doubles as both an office and a living space. A fourth person, a raven haired woman, sits behind a large mahogony desk. She has a kind, youthful face, one too young to have earned the grey streaks on her brow. She wears the raiment of a priest, but you can see a mail shirt underneath her loose robe. She stands and greets you.<img src="http://scap.teknohippy.com/images/WebJenyaUrikas.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> Above all, Justice. Welcome to Saranrae’s temple. There are more of you then I was led to expect.....and Skylar why are you here? Above all, Justice. Jenya, I am here on business. I wish to learn the truth about what happened this evening between 3 of my guardsman and these others before you. He looks up and see’s Marcus for the first time. Well...I see Jansen wasn’t lying about everything at least. I’d hoped the next time I met you would have been under better circumstances. Is this how far you’ve fallen Marcus? Picking fights in dark alley’s? [sblock=Marcus] You remember Skylar from your time as a guardsman, but as one of the better apples amongst the guards you worked with. He was one of the few you confided in before you left. He had urged you to stay a guardsman, and not give up faith in the guard  right before you quit.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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