A Divine Call For Clerics

[Arkelos 1027]

An armored figure would make her way up the snowy steps as she grumbles, the heavy figure of a woman gathered in silvers and golds as she would make her way up the snowy mountain. Holding a letter, she would pause every few moments before moving onwards. Trudging through the thick snow as she would come into view to the clerics who had gathered.

 

 

She would remain quiet as she comes closer, crossing her arms as she nods to Mandru.

[Lyuin 65]

Isaac glances to the armored figure, turning his head to face her as he self-consciously places a hand on the dirk that sits at the back of his belt. With his free hand, he gestures to her then the rest of the group systematically.

"Seems there is more than one armored Cleric here." 

He smirks relaxing his grip on the dirk.

 "Perhaps we should form a club...what is your name?"

[Jake the Dog 290]

Jakir looks around, before letting out a light chuckle. He rubs his face slowly. Kneeling down and starting to work on making a temporary ward for the current area. "Someone has to bloody do it." he kneels there silently as the deep golden light seeps out into the area. "Don't want a repeat of last time." he lets out a small breath, focusing more on the ward now then anything else.

[Arkelos 1027]

Thearmored figure would move to the straps of her helmet, taking her time to slowly remove each one as she mumbles, to herself, looking over to Isaac with a smile under the helmet. Lifting it off, would reveal an Elven woman with snow like hair and white eyes, staring onwards at Isaac. The smile still there as she talked.

 

 

"I used to have a group of armored folk, they were called The Scions. I am Naeri Evaglno, and while I'm not completely a cleric yet, I had a vision from Tahariae as well. Quite the experience."

 

She looks to Jakir as he goes off, "Jakir is my teacher. For anyone curious." she would then cross her arms, keeping them dipped low as she grumbles, "This armor is a bit too heavy though."

[Jake the Dog 290]

Jakir looks up to Naeri, giving her a warm smile. "I see ya made it." he looks back down to the ward letting out a deep breath. "I would give you a hug Naeri, but i'm kinda busy."

[Ventusyr 233]

Heshakomeu inclines his head in a small bow to Naeri. "A pleasure to see you again."

 

He then looks around at the other clerics gathered. "You all speak of receiving some sort of vision from Tahariae. I hope I am not alone in my climbing curiosity as to what this message is."

[Quavinir_Twiceborn 1050]

Quavinir trudges up the hill, blinking in surprise seeing Naeri, yet remaining silent, hearing something about visions as he reaches the top.

[Arkelos 1027]

Naeri gives a calm wave to Quavinir, before looking to Jakir, "Hug me later Jakir, this armor is too uncomfortable to do much in." sighing, she looks amongst the group, "Anyone going to say it? or shall I share what Tahariae shared with myself?"  she looks to the group with a calm gaze, smirking lightly.

[Quavinir_Twiceborn 1050]

Quavinir frowns. "Tah's been geeveeng people veeshuns agane...?" he says absent mindedly, scartching his chin. "I saense zaet zaet means somezeeng baed eez go-eeng to happaen." he says slouching slightly.

[Ventusyr 233]

Heshakomeu nods in agreement with Quavinir, then addresses Naeri. "As much as I would like to know, perhaps it is best if we wait to see if more clerics shall arrive."

[Quavinir_Twiceborn 1050]

Quavinir groans. "Zeh onleh 'veeshun' zaet Ive gottaen from Yeu Rthulu eez ahn een coharaent dream zaet vahs probahbleh eendeegestshun." he says sighing. "Cahn aetleast vone of you speak out zeh veeshun...!?"

[Rig 17591]

Aegor watches the events unfold quietly, taking a seat. A light 'clank' is heard from beneath his red and gold robes as he takes a seat. 

[Gone 869]

Cheza Grayhammer runs up the hill, muttering to herself for having been so far away and thus not arriving sooner. After taking a moment to catch her breath she waves to Jakir before going to stand beside Mandru. Her hands move up as if to replace her hood that had fallen down from her dash here but she pauses and drops them back to her sides. 

 

Unsure of what's she's missed Cheza merely stands there for now with a worried expression.

[Lyuin 65]

Narrows his eyes at the newcomers before taking to the center of the group and announcing

"I suppose we best begin now, otherwise we'll be waiting all night."

 

He takes a moment to look to each gathered member before beginning curtly.

 

"As many of you have learnt or may personally know, the Patron of Purity, Tahariae recently greeted the Clerics with a set of visions and a message. Whilst usually they may only contact the Itharel or the Master Clerics, Tahariae chose to spread the message to multiple Clerics. Thus I believe it's safe to deduce this matter is of utmost importance."

 

He allows silence to remain for a moment before he continues.

 

"The Patron has told us of a 'Portal' and/or a landmass that is within the proximity of this realm...As expected Tahariae's guidance is that of purity and the cleansing of taint and evil. The Patron requests we venture unto this place and cleanse it of evil."

 

"This task is one of extreme importance and shall not be easy. Thus I request we have the full support of those here and their associates. I also request we have a briefing at a later date and at a secure location...I have probably missed something out...so someone of the older generation of Clerics, fill in the gaps."

 

Nodding once he steps backwards, waiting for another more wise Cleric to take the center.

[AndrewTech 3334]

"Oh yes, Naeri! Pleasure to see you again," he smiles.

 

Then he glares at Jakir.

"Jakir, I want a list of ALL of your apprentices by the end of this Elvish night, please. And please, please keep me notified in the future... I NEED TO KEEP MY RECORDS UP TO DATE."
 

Mandru also nods at Isaac's comments. 

"I'll continue from here Isaac..."