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5/24/2025, 10:44:54 PM
You were deliberate with your language. Slowly but surely, your Mamono friends ought to accept your house as their home, too.
"Spirits who still hold their spark of divine sentience are naturally attracted to the holy energy of Mother Earth's power. The opening in the church is their natural gathering place. A child's spirit, awakening after passing away so violently, would of course be scared and confused. The priest must dutifully guide him to peace. He would normally manifest near the large opening in Mother Earth's web."
"And that's not what happened," Shigeko commented. "Olin showed himself to you..."
"Indeed. That's where I'll be needing serious answers. And maybe light a little fire under him to start doing something."
You've never done anything like this before. Now's not the time to start second-guessing yourself. Since your dad didn't stop you, that means you've got good grounds to stand on.
Surely.
--
''Hold!"
It was inevitable. The entrance of the city wasn't protected by gates; a small squad of tabard-wearing militiamen oversaw the comings and goings of people, who'd been giving your trio a wide berth.
"Monsters and armed travelers need to visit our peacekeeping headquarters for some..."
The oldest of the lot, speaking to you now, is a man similar in stature to your father, with hints of gray coloring his temples. While he kept his hand away from his sword, his five compatriots held threatening halberds.
"...an elf?"
"Indeed. Not just a visiting elf, but I also live here. You must have heard about a Cleric of the Path settling in the west, right?" You don't wait for their acknowledgment. "I'm his daughter, Rey Vesperus, and I met with his lordship Bram two days ago. I have his blessing for my weapons and companions."
Granted, the baron didn't explicitly say that, but his permission to host your monstrous friends should extend some reasonable privilege.
"I came armed because I have no trust in the mercenaries who should be helping you keep the peace. My friends and I will protect ourselves."
"Ah!" one man, the youngest of the squad, laughed. "Wisdom right there!"
"Rick!" the squad leader snapped, immediately shutting him up. "I heard nothing about that, but, well, it is the duty of all good children of our gods to help elves. It'd be mighty helpful if your group visited our headquarters to get the proper permissions..."
"I don't have time for that. Maybe later. I need to speak with Eichenwald's bishop on important business."
A wave of unease spread among the militiamen, most of them agitated by Shigeko's silent, near-statuesque stance. She's ready to pounce like a snake, and they know it. Seyraphal is hiding behind you.
"Alright, I don't enjoy being a ball-breaker. Rey, right?"
You nod, and he nods back, then turns toward his squad. "Rick, since you're such a smartass, escort them to the church and run back here!"
"Spirits who still hold their spark of divine sentience are naturally attracted to the holy energy of Mother Earth's power. The opening in the church is their natural gathering place. A child's spirit, awakening after passing away so violently, would of course be scared and confused. The priest must dutifully guide him to peace. He would normally manifest near the large opening in Mother Earth's web."
"And that's not what happened," Shigeko commented. "Olin showed himself to you..."
"Indeed. That's where I'll be needing serious answers. And maybe light a little fire under him to start doing something."
You've never done anything like this before. Now's not the time to start second-guessing yourself. Since your dad didn't stop you, that means you've got good grounds to stand on.
Surely.
--
''Hold!"
It was inevitable. The entrance of the city wasn't protected by gates; a small squad of tabard-wearing militiamen oversaw the comings and goings of people, who'd been giving your trio a wide berth.
"Monsters and armed travelers need to visit our peacekeeping headquarters for some..."
The oldest of the lot, speaking to you now, is a man similar in stature to your father, with hints of gray coloring his temples. While he kept his hand away from his sword, his five compatriots held threatening halberds.
"...an elf?"
"Indeed. Not just a visiting elf, but I also live here. You must have heard about a Cleric of the Path settling in the west, right?" You don't wait for their acknowledgment. "I'm his daughter, Rey Vesperus, and I met with his lordship Bram two days ago. I have his blessing for my weapons and companions."
Granted, the baron didn't explicitly say that, but his permission to host your monstrous friends should extend some reasonable privilege.
"I came armed because I have no trust in the mercenaries who should be helping you keep the peace. My friends and I will protect ourselves."
"Ah!" one man, the youngest of the squad, laughed. "Wisdom right there!"
"Rick!" the squad leader snapped, immediately shutting him up. "I heard nothing about that, but, well, it is the duty of all good children of our gods to help elves. It'd be mighty helpful if your group visited our headquarters to get the proper permissions..."
"I don't have time for that. Maybe later. I need to speak with Eichenwald's bishop on important business."
A wave of unease spread among the militiamen, most of them agitated by Shigeko's silent, near-statuesque stance. She's ready to pounce like a snake, and they know it. Seyraphal is hiding behind you.
"Alright, I don't enjoy being a ball-breaker. Rey, right?"
You nod, and he nods back, then turns toward his squad. "Rick, since you're such a smartass, escort them to the church and run back here!"
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