Vengeance in Mornonas

[DarkMaster]

OOC Yes the hound is with him.

As Xavier starts inspecting the balustrade around the temple. Seeing nothing but spider webs and dust covering what were once art masterpiece to the glory of Heireionous, he hears the main door of the temple open.

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Jraq and Trolm shake their head negatively as Solomon asks them if they know anyone in this town.

"Sorry Solomon we are from the south and it's our first time around here. I guess we could go to the local casern or at the baron garrison and we would probably stumble upon someone who fought with us in during the last war. I wish I could help more here.".

 

[doghead]

Xavier Roces, Holy Warrior of Hieroneous.

Xavier turns at the sound of the door.

Who is that? Wasn't the main door barred?

Xavier glances around for a place to conceal himself. Then he angrily banishes the thought.

I will not scuttle off and hide in my own Church! Let any who have no business here be ware of me!

*Oh very nice, Xavier. Hipponius the Bard would be most impressed.* mocks a little voice in the back of his mind. *Lets just hope that you are up to it if it comes to it*

Xavier clicks his fingers to draw Oa to his side. He motions for the hound to sit.

 

[DarkMaster]

After re-organising the small room for everyone to sleep there, the group falls asleep with people taking watching a few hours each.

Nobody noticed anything when Solomon, Dai, Jraq and Trolm moved the matrasses from one room to another.

The group goes to bed early hoping to regain their strength as quickly as possible.

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As the door opens, Xavier notices what seems to be an elderly priest of Heireionous, surrounded by 3 militian and another men dressed with a black chain mail and with a double sword strapped on his back. The elderly priest seems extremely in shape for a men of his age. He walks quickly, even wearing his full plate armor. The 3 militian seems young recruit and don't talk much letting the priest and the strange very short black haired warrior discuss.

(OOC Xavier spot 17+1, listen 14+1)
From his position Xavier can hear their conversation clearly, and can notice the Heireionous symbol on the priest armor. The priest is talking loudly and seems pissed at the warrior.

"You failed Miserably Gror, I am really dissapointed. On top of that we will have the wizard University investigating the case. I will have to bribe the Grand wizard again.... He hold the back of his head as he shakes his head "Uder and yourself are really starting to cost me a lot of money with your little operation, it's better be worth it."

As he is about to continue the warrior who seemed to be named Gror, draws his double sword and shouts "Wait, there is someone in the temple"

As he points in the direction of Xavier and his hound standing on the upper balustrade.

The elderly men quickly bends a little as if his back suddenly started to hurt.

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Jath continue to ride his horse through the day. A very small hamlet is marked on his map and could be a good place to rest for the night.

 

[Manzanita]

Solomon Kreel

"OK. Let's have some breakfast and head for the temple. Jasper, do you think you can find that sewer entrance you saw Uder use a couple days ago? Dai and I will adopt our wizard disguises for the trip. I could use a healing spell, too, if someone's got one."

 

[doghead]

Xavier Roces, Holy Warrior of Hieroneous.

Xavier wonders if this is his last day on earth.

He knows who the priest is, and the man in back, and the militian. He knows before he even reaches out with his divine sight what he will feel.

For a moment he considers disseminating. A servant of Hieroneous, far from home, looking for a healing spell or a quiet word. There are five of them, and from all accounts, at least three are an equal match for him in a fair fight. Dressed in plate as they are, it wouldn't be considered a fair fight by anyone. They will slaughter him.

"Gentlemen. I am Xavier Roces, Holy Warrior of Heironeous. If you lay down your arms and surrender yourself to me, I will spare your lives."

 

[Kangaxx]

Jasper Conrad

"OK. Let's have some breakfast and head for the temple. Jasper, do you think you can find that sewer entrance you saw Uder use a couple days ago? Dai and I will adopt our wizard disguises for the trip. I could use a healing spell, too, if someone's got one."

"The sewer entrance will be easy to find again, it was very close to the temple." Jasper lets out a long yawn. "Sorry, it's been a long day. I hope the beds here are comfortable."

 

[Ferrix]

Dai lets out a chuckle at the comment about the bed's being comfortable, he couldn't care less if he was sleeping on straw, so long as it was safe from being bothered. In the morning, "we's best take care o' things quiet n' quick, no wan' disturb'n folk ta see us."

 

[DarkMaster]

As Xavier surges from the shadow menacing them, the black armored warrior heads towards Xavier. The old men quickly stops him with his hand, shouting "Wait, wait"

The soldier stops and approaches the old men who whispers something to him. Xavier is too far to hear or even read the men lips. The warrior visibely frustrated stops and let the priest talks.

The priest starts to talk loudly
"Xavier Roces. Roces like in Baron Roces?"

OOC Xavier I don't know exactly how you want to reverse the situation here so I will wait for your post. For the others I need this scene to be completed to continue.

 

[DarkMaster]

Jath quickly travels through the woods all afternoon, without any major incident. Towards the begining of the evening, he crosses a Merchant Caravan. As he gets closer to the caravan he notices that the men driving the caravan makes a sign with his hand asking him to stop his horse.

 

[Verbatim]

Slowing down and stopping for a moment, as he did not wish to be rude, but neither did he wish to lose any more time than was absolutely necessary, Jath pulled along side the driver, but did not dismount.

"Good evening Master Drover, I hope that all is well."

Although Jath kept his tone light, his right hand rested easily on the slender hilt of his rapier, not to threaten, but just to show that he was not an easy fool waiting to be had.