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Alisdragon911
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A fox nose pokes through the back door of the kitche, she smells the pig. She quickly enter and takes a chunk of the pig. The fox quickly hides in the shadows to emjoy her meal without the chef catching her and skinning her for a meal.
Galiena was brooding over her pint of Honeybrew Ale, contemplating her recent failure to recover the enchanted emerald Dravis had sent her in search of. Each avenue she had thus far attempted was a dead end. And now she was out of leads, procrastinating on the inevitable trek back to the temple to inform the cleric order of her failures.
Lost her own thoughts, she almost missed the conversation going on at the next table. But she managed to catch the last exchange between the men and the barmaid. The young woman took another sip of her ale as she considered this information. Pendril the Darkheart.... the name rang a bell, perhaps she had read about him in a history book, but she couldn't quite place it.
Either way, if there were artifacts involved, maybe she didn't have to return completely empty handed...
"Gentlemen," she said, standing to approach their table, "pardon the intrusion, but I could not help but overhear of your plight. May I offer my assistance?" She held up a hand to stave off the expected out-of-hand rejection until she had at least finished her introduction. "My name is Galiena, an Adept of the 4th Clerical Order in Ashdown. It is in the Orders best interest to ensure safe recovery of artifacts of historical or magical significance."
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She was inclined to go speak with this Count Leonard of Volheim immediately, but slid into the empty seat at the table to partake in a drink with his men first. "I am and I'm sure," she answered the two questions directed her way. She doubted Dravis would approve of such a diversion to her assignment, but he wasn't here and Galiena had always been inclined to ask forgiveness instead of permission. Besides, it was her duty as an Adept to aid those in need. Surely, this counted.
Her blue eyes wandered to the man who had mentioned her going to speak with Count Leonard. If she had to guess, he was probably the leader of the three. "My thanks for the ale," she said pleasantly, "It's much appreciated."
Her blue eyes wandered to the man who had mentioned her going to speak with Count Leonard. If she had to guess, he was probably the leader of the three. "My thanks for the ale," she said pleasantly, "It's much appreciated."
Alisdragon911
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The female fox picks up the remaining chunk of pig meat as she hears the chef coming for her. She quickly moves to a diffrent spot in the kitchen. She has a feeling that the chef saw the tip of her tail. She needs to get out of here with the meat for the other foxes.
The female fox picks up the remaining chunk of pig meat as she hears the chef coming for her. She quickly moves to a diffrent spot in the kitchen. She has a feeling that the chef saw the tip of her tail. She needs to get out of here with the meat for the other foxes.
Galiena nodded at each of the men during the introductions. Then her eyes widened slightly when Benny mentioned what the artifact could do. She recovered quickly and took a long sip from what was left of her Honeybrew Ale, allowing herself a few moments to consider the implications of this.
Did bringing people back from the dead mean as un-dead? Or was it a pure resurrection? But back from bones? She wasn't sure if even the High Priest of her order could accomplish such a feat. She needed to find out and possibly even try to get word back to the Order if there was something nefarious afoot. What she had just committed to so lightly might be turn out to be a much bigger deal than she had imagined and she suddenly wished her mentor Dravis was here to consult.
"The Order tries to ensure artifacts such as this are not put to ill use," she replied. "Do you know what form the artifact takes? What it is we'd be looking for?"
Did bringing people back from the dead mean as un-dead? Or was it a pure resurrection? But back from bones? She wasn't sure if even the High Priest of her order could accomplish such a feat. She needed to find out and possibly even try to get word back to the Order if there was something nefarious afoot. What she had just committed to so lightly might be turn out to be a much bigger deal than she had imagined and she suddenly wished her mentor Dravis was here to consult.
"The Order tries to ensure artifacts such as this are not put to ill use," she replied. "Do you know what form the artifact takes? What it is we'd be looking for?"
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