Warriors Of The Coast

[DEFCON 1]

He knocks on the door two times, and for a few seconds no one answers. However, Skarghash then hears some movement inside and then the symbol on the door opens inward, allowing a face to be seen in the small peephole. The voice inside says "Yes?"

The man looks at Skarghash and waits. But no response comes. He snaps his fingers and barks out a little louder in case the halfork didn't hear him. "Hey buddy! Can I help you? Whatcha want?" He waits a bit longer to see if the halfork has something to say.

 

[Velmont]

Jango stands up and go to the small bassin where thre is some water. It is not fresh, but it will be perfect to remove the sweat on his face. As he puts his hand into the water, he sees them still shacking. He stares a moment at them and takes a deep breath. He starts to control his body, his feeling, as he use to do each time he thinks of his mark. This state of calm and inner peace of perfect control over his body seems easier to have with time, but tonight, it took him hard efforts. He finally wash his face with the water.

He stares a moment at the windows. He slept a long sleep. No doubt he will have difficulty to sleep tonight... but do he really want to sleep? Jango had been interested to come back to teh temple to have answers. The idea had evolved... now he wanted to confront that thing... but could he do that alone? He needed to speak to that thing, alone, without anyone to interfer. The others would not understand... except maybe Ari, but he was no more in town.

Jango looks at his things and pack it in a backpack. As he has done so many times with his sister, he makes sure no one can see him, take out by the windows. Instead fo leaving, he simply hide his backpack and come back in his room. He now just needed to get out by teh main door, so his parents just think he has decided to take a walk with Griot to show up the town.

The young elf exit his room and and go to the common room. "Good night mom. I wanted to go take a walk around teh town and to the light house, to show Griot a bit the town, so he become familiar with the surrounding." He grabs a pece of bread and dired meat. "Can I?"

 

[stonegod]

"Um... would you like us to hold these other items for you sir, or will you take any of them now? If you'd like the amulet, vials, and carrier straight away, that would be 2600." She then throws one more glance to the older woman to see if she is paying attention, then the blonde leans over the counter once more and says very quietly to Ari under her breath "I'd be happy to deliver these personally this evening, if you'd like?"

Ari smiles, and states that he'll take the ready items now. "My arrangements for the night are a bit... fluid right now, so I'll have to return for the others." He makes his payment, gathers his new things, and winks at the attendant with a closing, "Thanks for the assistance."

Back out in Newthrone, Ari makes his way to cathedral of the Silver Flame. He was not thrilled about having to work with Flamists, and though individually they could be fine---Lady ir'Indari had not been a burr---most of them were too arrogant for his tastes. But, a job was a job. That's what he told himself, anyway.

 

[DEFCON 1]

"My arrangements for the night are a bit... fluid right now, so I'll have to return for the others. Thanks for the assistance."

The woman smiles. "Of course. You are very welcome. Amulet, vials and carrier are 2600 gold. We will start the measurements and the construction of the spikes straight away, and that will be 500 gold upon completion. Did you want either the cloak of resistance or for us to begin sewing a vest? The cloak would be 1100 and you could take it with you now... or 1200 for a vest and it would take two days to sew and enchant."

 

[stonegod]

"I'll get back to you on that question once I find out what my employer wants of me. Thanks."


~~~

At the cathedral, Ari looks around for the where this 'Elder Nevillom' could be found. Probably somewhere ostentatious.

 

[DEFCON 1]

"Good night mom. I wanted to go take a walk around teh town and to the light house, to show Griot a bit the town, so he become familiar with the surrounding. "Can I?"

Morinda glances quickly outside to see the sun setting and thinks about it for a second. "Well, you can walk around town. That should be all right. But no going to the lighthouse... you are not to leave the city walls. That lighthouse is still a scene of a grisly crime, and I have no idea what your father has done out there yet. It's just not safe. But taking Griot through town should be fine."

 

[Velmont]

"Fine." tells Jango and leaves. Once outside, he calls Griot to him. he search the sky with his eyes in hope to see the bird. He slowly walks toward his pack and take it.

What a shame... they'll know soon enough I have disobayed again. I do not know what father will tell after that, but I won't let that things rules my life... I'm a fool to go back there. After that, I'll see.

 

[drothgery]

She leaves the temple well into the evening, and the pangs of hunger have overtaken her.

Khalia takes a meal at her inn, and then goes to sleep, intending to visit the Temple of the Flame on the morrow.

 

[Brogarn]

He knocks on the door two times, and for a few seconds no one answers. However, he then hears some movement inside and then the symbol on the door opens inward, allowing a face to be seen in the small peephole. The voice inside says "Yes?"

Skarg, feeling out of place, was caught off guard causing a lack of sarcastic reply. Err... ya... I was looking for a... he takes a moment to remember the guy's name oh... Zendarrill Lorren. Supposed to be some kind of wilderness expert and trainer. He shuffles his right foot a bit and thinks Damn. Can't even think of a proper joke to some guy shoving his face out of a hole. There's a first impression blown.

 

[DEFCON 1]

Ari arrives at the front doors of the large temple dedicated to the Silver Flame. As he walks into the building, he arrives inside the main chapel and sees many parishioners sitting and kneeling in prayer as a priest stands at the pulpit. He stops for a second to listen to the priest's speech, then realizes that this probably isn't where Elder Nevillom is (not if the man is preparing to go on some sort of crusade). He turns and walks back out the front doors and then circles the building.

Going around the back, he walks through a large gate that opens into a beautfully landscaped garden and courtyard... and it's here that he finds what he's looking for. A number of armor and weapons racks are set up, several tents have been erected with maps and papers tacked up, and many clerics, templars, paladins and priests can be seen walking about and talking.

Ari walks into the courtyard confidentally, and then is noticed by an older gentleman in leather armor who is stapping a morningstar to his belt. Ari recognizes the man he believes... he thinks he was in the caravan they took up from Seawell. The templar also recognizes Ari and he breaks out into a large grin. "Why hello there! Long time no see, although I don't believe we were ever formally introduced. Tod Ellston. I saw you several times on our ride up here, yes?" He walks forward with his hand outstretched, and when he shakes Ari's hand, the monster hunter notices the man does not let go but continues to shake it. "I didn't realize you were a Flamer as well, otherwise I would have asked you to join myself and the other Servant of the Flame into our carriage to talk shop. Are you here to get suited up for our little extravaganza?"