Dark Hope - Chapter 1 - Pan Town

[Tänya]

"I WILL kill you...."

[ooc]...ooo...[/ooc]

[Thonunian]

"I WILL kill you...."

[ooc]Nice guy, this Atrus...[/ooc]

[Renard]

Although the ride on Solana is somewhat uncomfortable, having the elvin druid in his embrace and the sound of her voice makes the discomfort more than bearable. Her voice is a succour, and he listens intently as she speaks of her knowledge of the gods.

Tänya:

She lapses off into thoughtful silence as they approach the church itself. As the bard uncomfortably dismounts first before her, she shakes her head in mock dismay, then with a winsome smile, accepts his help down.

Stepping shyly out of the inevitable embrace his lifting her down from Solana produced, she smiled up at him mischievously. "Now, was that so bad?" she grins at him, as she takes his proffered arm with a light touch.

With a grateful bow, "Not at all, dear lady." And a light kiss upon her outstretched hand.

Tänya:

Thus arm in arm, they approach the doors of the Sanctuary. "I have been here before I went to The Wild Boar. The clerics recognized me as a devotee of Solaris, and allowed me to meditate and pray. But," and she turned to Renard with a slight frown on her face, "the traditions of my Order differ from the rituals of the church. Some clerics see fit to try to bring me in line with their dogma. I beg you, take no offense if such arises.

"I assume while the majority of the priests and priestesses of Solaris now sleep, that at least one will be offering the Office of Aurora at this time. My Order calls prayer at this time of day Oútrenya, but we can go in and await its conclusion to request the attention of some of the clergy here."

With a half-hearted chuckle, Renard replies, "For their sake I do hope they are not sleeping. The attack on the village was not long ago! Compassion is not a trait the followers of Solaris are lacking I would think." ---A nod to Tänya--- "So let us hope they are up and willing to help further with prayer and shared knowledge."

Over his shoulder to Atrus, Renard whispers, "My good Atrus, after what was done here to these people, I truly hope you get your wish at vengeance."

...And in they go...

[Tänya]

With a grateful bow, "Not at all, dear lady." And a light kiss upon her outstretched hand.

*blush*

[Atrus]

Over his shoulder to Atrus, Renard whispers, "My good Atrus, after what was done here to these people, I truly hope you get your wish at vengeance."

With a look of intense hatred, hot enough to burn, he leans closer to the bard and whispers back. His eyes lock on Renard's for only a moment more, before Atrus break away and walks through the temple doors.

[Ahkash]

Casting a careful glance over his shoulder, the half-elf slipped through the temples doors, and immediately slipped left along the wall, keeping his back to it. There, he stopped, and looking round, waited for whatever would happen next.

[Tänya]

Entering as quietly as she can so as not to disturb any service which may be going on, Tänya sees Renard settled. She then goes over to Atrus to see if there is anything she can do to help make him more comfortable, and once whatever he requests is handled, she looks for and makes her way over to Balpur.

Still not wanting to disturb any ongoing prayers, she requests a word with the goblin. Assuming he cedes to her request, they go to a quiet alcove, if there is one, or step back outside.

"Balpur," she begins. "I wish to thank you. You were right.

"I had forgotten my faith, and was spiraling into despair at the loss of Solana. Even if Solana had not been returned to me, your counsel to pray to Solaris was wise and well timed. It was something my master would have probably advised me to do as well, if he had been there at the time."

Finding a stone bench, she sits and takes the goblin's hand. Drawing him next to her, she looks sincerely at him.

"I know so little of your kind, and what I was taught by my people does not mesh with what I have seen of you. I have only seen your kind in either gangs or bands that had marauded my village, yet here you are, a solitary member of your kind. You fought well at the farm, and at the cavern; yet I was so preoccupied, I was unable to see what your preferred method of fighting was," with a quick glance at his staff. "And while you seem to despise elven wine," she says with a small smile, "and prefer milk, you have only shown decency in your actions towards Thonunian and me, and even towards the half-blood, although I have yet to catch his name," she muses to herself.

"While we wait for the clerics, and sit here on sacred ground, I am compelled to ask, though I know not what it is that compels me other than curiosity. Why are you here? Other than looking for "fun," why have you come to Pan Town? You seem to know of things before they occur, and possibly of the reasons behind them. Who are you among your people? Who are you here? And maybe most importantly...what are you, beyond what I have seen?"

Continuing to hold on to his hand, but lightly so he may pull away and leave her questions if he desires, Tänya continues to gaze at the little goblin, and waits...

[Mephiston]

The face of the goblin become serious.
"Sometime what you see isn't what it is"
Then He starts to smile as usual
"But i'm only a goblin! Nothing more, nothing more indeed! I'm here because of the calling of the gods. I'm answering as you are. That is all, yes yes."

"You are welcome kind elf! I will help you if you will need"
He winks at you
"I'm walking with you"
He winks again.

[ooc]Tomorrow i should be able to move the game on [/ooc]

[Tänya]

The face of the goblin become serious.
"Sometimes what you see isn't what it is"
Then He starts to smile as usual
"But i'm only a goblin! Nothing more, nothing more indeed! I'm here because of the calling of the gods. I'm answering as you are. That is all, yes yes."

"You are welcome kind elf! I will help you if you will need"
He winks at you
"I'm walking with you"
He winks again.

Tänya reacts with a jerk, as the words she heard come back to her...

A Voice reverberates inside her head...

"Show to the men that the gods are not far, show to the men that they can always ask for our help and we will respond, if possible."
...
"I'm walking with you..."

Coincidence? Hmm...

Sitting back and releasing a disappointed sigh, Tänya wants to accept the goblin at his word. "Who are you among your people then? Did they willingly allow you to answer the call of the g-ds?"

[Mephiston]

"I walked alone. I don't like the way my people see the life. I don't want to kill many. I don't want to plunder. I want to help others... the best i can. I found a way to flee my people, to find another life."
The goblin seems to be very sad.
"And i had succed to find a way to live without have to do what my people do. But it has a price. I need to hid from them. And if they could catch me..."
He shakes his little head.
"I don't want to think about it!"
"I'm a sort of monk, i live by my self and walk alone on my path. That is all."

[Tänya]

"I'm a sort of monk, i live by my self and walk alone on my path. That is all."

Smiling gently at this answer, Tänya squeezes his hand in reply.

"Not anymore, my friend. I turn your words back on you...
'I'm walking with you...'

"Let us go back into the Sanctuary. Perhaps a priest or priestess of the temple will be available for us to address soon."

Taking her leave of the goblin, Tänya goes back to check on Atrus and, after also confirming he hasn't taken a turn for the worse, sits back down by Renard to await the conclusion of the Office.

[Thonunian]

While Tänya is talking to Balpur, Thonunian pulls Arael aside.

"From what your "father" said, you seem to have amnesia.

There is something I would like to check..."

Switching to Celestial, he continues, "Does this language seem to ring anything in your mind?"

[Mephiston]

Arael looks to Thonunian
"No, nothing, i'm sorry. The common is the only language i understand"

He says in celestial.

[Thonunian]

Oh, Really? Does he really not notice what he is doing? All right then...

Continuing to speak in Celestial, Thonunian says, "fine. But perhaps you should think about each word we have just exchanged individually, not each sentence."

switching to Elven, he checks if Arael's gift of understanding extends beyond Celestial, "Do you understand me now?"

[Renard]

With intense interest, Renard watches the exchanges between Tänya and Balpur, and Thonunian and Arael. A smile is brought to his lips when he sees the unabashed earnest manner by which Tänya talks to Balpur. Although to Renard poetic soul, he felt the goblin was much more than he seemed, he muses on the elf's drive for knowledge -- a trait not far from his own heart.

The curious language shared between Arael and Thonunian was interesting, more so because it was plain to Renard that the elven warrior was obviously pleased with himself and what he was able to decern from the "farmer's son".

Hmmm, it seemed that facades were all about ... that things, indeed, were much more than they seemed --- looking about at everyone, Renard wondered about chance and fate and the gods sense of humour. Everyone here seemed to be more than they presented themselves to be...

As Renard patiently waited for any signs of priests about, he siddled nonchalantly over to Ahkash. The sombre elf had skulked in to the shadows of the temple, and Renard did his best to blend in with him.
"Temples make you nervous? Or is it the dogma that priests act upon that lends itself to your uncertainty in here?" Renard waves it off -- not wishing to offend, then turns a page. "Ahkash, you are obviously very skilled. However I sense that this is not your usual fare. If you are uncomfortable with us or the path we are on, what drives you to stay?"

Unscrewing the top on his flask of wine, he offers it to Ahkash before imbibing...

<DM, during this Renard is also having a casual look around the temple ... anyone about? If not, are there any obvious doors that may lead to a private area for the priests...?>

[Mephiston]

"Sure... but i'm confused now..."
He shakes his head
"You are using a strange accent now..."
He answer in elven.

"What do you want I do? Focus on each word?
"Let me try... i will tell you again the same phrase"

He now speaks in a strange way, you can't understand at all.

[Mephiston]

[ooc]I will go further in the game this evening, sorry for the delay.
This answer also to the question of Renard.
Be patient i will give you all a map so you can move as you prefer.[/ooc]

[Tänya]

Her eyes closed in exhaustion, Tänya feels Renard rise and move away. With a start that she missed the end of the service, she quickly opens her eyes and looks around then relaxes as she sees all is still quiet.

And yet...

She does not recognize what Thonunian first says to Arael, nor Arael's reply. But the second exchange is recognizable enough. And Arael's switch yet again seemed to throw the other off.

I wonder...

He has no recollection of who he is prior to being found here. Yet, he seems extremely gifted in many avenues. Does that include all languages? If he should understand the secret tongue, Beliant should be informed there is such a one not of the Order about...

Making her way over to the tall elf and winged man, Tänya quietly slips into Druidic...

"You have been silent regarding the gift of Solaris returning Solana to me, Arael. I would like your advice, should you have any as a farmer and raiser of livestock. Do you think there is anything I should watch for regarding Solana the next few days?"

[Mephiston]

"Ehm... that was a miracle of course! Your prayer must had touched the heart of the Brightest one!
I don't think that could be "side effects" for what she did!"
He says in druidic.

[ooc]
of course i keep that public only because you all must follow the story and have info on the character. No one apart Tanya understand Druidic and so you can't understand the whole discussion between them[/ooc]

[Tänya]

Eyes slightly widening, Tänya bows with gratitude. Continuing in the secret tongue, "My thanks, Arael. I thought the same. But it is nice to have a second opinion."

Seeing the soft coloration of the sun's rays just beginning to hint through the temple's windows, she finds a more secluded spot to sit herself, where she can feel a gentle breeze. There should be time, she thinks to herself. So much has happened since our last...

Slipping into waking dreams, she casts her thoughts to the winds.