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6/28/2025, 1:34:34 AM
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“Anton!” Exclaims Volka as she wraps you in her warm and VERY beefy embrace, “You’re okay!”
Not for lack of trying, you reply with a shrug. Everyone alright?
“Wounds are a little sore,” Morook answers as he cracks his neck, “But I’m fine, thanks.”
The only one who seems worse for wear is Jhairo, but not in a physical sense! “Brother Anton,” He stammers, not even able to meet your gaze, “I cannot begin to describe how sorry I am for what just transpired-”
“Coulda been worse.” Ambling over with the usual gruff demeanor, Inngo gives you and your entourage a hard stare. “Place burnt down last time. I’d call this an improvement.”
“All the same,” Replies the Templar with fresh trepidation in his tone, “A Templar of Mitaar brings order to chaos… not the opposite…”
“Don’t beat yourself up over it,” Morook sniffs, “I threw the first punch. Not you.”
“Nevertheless,” Jhairo sighs as he rises from his seat, “I think it’s time I was well on my way. My superiors will wish to hear the information you shared with me.” The Skog gives you a warm, if not somewhat apologetic smile. “I will not forget what you’ve done for me, Brother Anton… and neither will the Temple.”
Rummaging around in a pouch tied around his waist, the Templar places a bauble in front of you–its close proximity making your eyes itch like an allergy! OW!
“This is a MITAAR’S LIGHT,” He explains, not noticing your discomfort. “All Templars and laymen doth receive one… don it and it shall tremble in the vicinity of aberrations and demons!”
Errr, thanks, you answer, trying your best not to whimper when the pendant burns your fingers, that’s… he didn’t have to do that!
“The first of many gifts, my friend,” He answers as he gives your shoulder a reassuring shake! “May it safeguard thou and your allies in these dark times!”
“How are you gonna get back into Crossroads?” TT asks as she prods at your new gift! “No one’s allowed in or out, right?”
“For me they’ll make an exception,” Shrugs the Skog before a realization settles into his expression! “Say, dost thou wish to travel together? I can ensure thou art rewarded properly!”
“Hey, great idea!” Volka remarks with a big smile! “Whaddaya think, Ant? We can check in on the gang AND get an escort!”
“It’ll be nice to see home again…” Morook adds with a weary sigh!
YYyyea, about that, you mutter under your breath, you’re… not heading to Crossroads. Not yet, actually.
Volka blinks her big eyes in confusion. “We’re… not?”
No, you reply with a contrite grin, you’re… you were planning on heading to Umberal, actually…
If Volka’s upset, she doesn’t show it. “Oh! W-well then… that’s, um… welp!”
>CONTD.
“Anton!” Exclaims Volka as she wraps you in her warm and VERY beefy embrace, “You’re okay!”
Not for lack of trying, you reply with a shrug. Everyone alright?
“Wounds are a little sore,” Morook answers as he cracks his neck, “But I’m fine, thanks.”
The only one who seems worse for wear is Jhairo, but not in a physical sense! “Brother Anton,” He stammers, not even able to meet your gaze, “I cannot begin to describe how sorry I am for what just transpired-”
“Coulda been worse.” Ambling over with the usual gruff demeanor, Inngo gives you and your entourage a hard stare. “Place burnt down last time. I’d call this an improvement.”
“All the same,” Replies the Templar with fresh trepidation in his tone, “A Templar of Mitaar brings order to chaos… not the opposite…”
“Don’t beat yourself up over it,” Morook sniffs, “I threw the first punch. Not you.”
“Nevertheless,” Jhairo sighs as he rises from his seat, “I think it’s time I was well on my way. My superiors will wish to hear the information you shared with me.” The Skog gives you a warm, if not somewhat apologetic smile. “I will not forget what you’ve done for me, Brother Anton… and neither will the Temple.”
Rummaging around in a pouch tied around his waist, the Templar places a bauble in front of you–its close proximity making your eyes itch like an allergy! OW!
“This is a MITAAR’S LIGHT,” He explains, not noticing your discomfort. “All Templars and laymen doth receive one… don it and it shall tremble in the vicinity of aberrations and demons!”
Errr, thanks, you answer, trying your best not to whimper when the pendant burns your fingers, that’s… he didn’t have to do that!
“The first of many gifts, my friend,” He answers as he gives your shoulder a reassuring shake! “May it safeguard thou and your allies in these dark times!”
“How are you gonna get back into Crossroads?” TT asks as she prods at your new gift! “No one’s allowed in or out, right?”
“For me they’ll make an exception,” Shrugs the Skog before a realization settles into his expression! “Say, dost thou wish to travel together? I can ensure thou art rewarded properly!”
“Hey, great idea!” Volka remarks with a big smile! “Whaddaya think, Ant? We can check in on the gang AND get an escort!”
“It’ll be nice to see home again…” Morook adds with a weary sigh!
YYyyea, about that, you mutter under your breath, you’re… not heading to Crossroads. Not yet, actually.
Volka blinks her big eyes in confusion. “We’re… not?”
No, you reply with a contrite grin, you’re… you were planning on heading to Umberal, actually…
If Volka’s upset, she doesn’t show it. “Oh! W-well then… that’s, um… welp!”
>CONTD.
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