A Divine Call For Clerics

[Quavinir_Twiceborn 1050]

Quavinir rolls his eyes at all the dramatics going on, sighing.

"Meh ahnd Dveen veel beh... not too eenvolved zeez all zees. For from Tahariae comes knights ahnd paladeens, from Iblees comes necromahnsares ahnd culteests, from Yeu Rthulu onleh comes martyrs... Ahnd geevaen by zaet faect, I'm not to keen on be-eeng martyred just yate."

[Ventusyr 233]

"Alright clerics!" Mandru clasps his hands together.

"Firstly, if you officially are in the order, say I so that I might enter you into my roster for the Order. Otherwise, I will not agnoledge you as a cleric.

Secondly, I will divide the order into operation groups of two, one healer and one paladin, after the crisises we now face. For now however, we must stay together. Together we are strong, apart we are weak.

We go after Hosper after we find out where he's being held, those whom I choose for the mission. Particularly those with combat training and war clerics. But our number one priority until then is to find these keys and open the portal."

 

(( Very late response, but))

 

Heshakomeu raises a hand. "I am of the Order. I am a Healer of Tahariae, inducted by Lenia. I have experience with combat as well, and would like to help with the rescue of Hosper. He has done much for me. Helping him would be an honor."

[Gone 869]

Cheza stared at Kaun throughout his tale her entire attention span just focused on him. Once he finishes speaking she glances down to his book again, her expression one oddly lacking of emotions, highly strange for her. She then closes her eyes, ears twitching at the voices around her as the Scions do their thing.

For a while her face still stays blank but then a look of determination and even a little anger comes to her as she opens her eyes. Any to look at her in that moment would realize that Cheza is indeed her mother's daughter despite their apparent differences.

"Thank you." She says this softly as if for Kaun's ears alone then stands. Quietly as if not to draw attention to herself she moves a bit away from the group, close enough to still hear them but far enough to be noticeably apart. Here she sits down and here Cheza begins to plan exactly what she needs to do.

[Lyuin 65]

Isaac Baelish listens to the many Clerics converse before shuddering at the myth told to the group.

"This may...sound insane but...should we open the Portal? If this legend turned out to be true and like the Nether Portal in Aegis it contains evil...then won't we be dooming the World? Are we strong enough?"

He shudders before continuing.

"I gave my word I would venture forth but how do we know we will win? If we don't, the four races will follow and most likely be destroyed. Furthermore, why are we the only ones expected to venture forth? If this is a difficult task surely all the races would be called upon."

He glances to Mandru before asking with a tone of unease.

"Is there...any way Patron's can disguise themselves as other Aenguls? I doubt Tahariae would march us to our doom but surely I am not the only one who wonders what is behind the portal?"

[Kaun 102]

Replies to Isaac, whether he wishes to hear it or not.

"There was one... an Elder as from the story I told you of but a moment ago..."

"One known as the Shadow Keeper."

"He had the power to do such, but was banished from the Mortal world from what I am aware, thousands of years ago."

"I highly doubt he would be capable of breaking a veil of the strength used to create it."

Continues to look at the Book in his lap.

He murmurs something to himself as he waits for anyone else to speak.

"But if he has found a way... Eseeria guide us..."

[AndrewTech 3334]

"Isaac, I highly doubt this. But I suppose that I could always ask Lord Ivanus to contact Tahariae and make sure these aren't false orders..."

[Tsuyose 3285]

Herun approaches the group; a frown set upon his lips as he casts his gaze around. A faint sigh parting from his arid lips, throwing his arms up to try and usher them into complete silence as his jaw parts and muttering out to them.

 

“Your patron has gathered us here today; quite clearly for a reason as I’m sure you've all discussed. And so, I've taken it upon myself to scope out the location we’ll be heading for. The journey is long and will most probably take a day and night. Upon arriving you will notice a path leading up the snowy hill. I request you take the path leading to the right instead where a tent will be stood waiting for your arrival. I've set up a large beacon there so you shouldn't miss it. I will be returning to the location in two, Elven days and I urge you all to accompany the High Cleric with this and drop your plans. This is much more important. I will meet you all there and we’ll have something to discuss when you all arrive. I will allow the High Cleric to decide a place to meet before our departure.”

 

And with that, he falls silent.. He gave a light bob of his head as the figure’s faint frown is replaced with a smile, awaiting any questions or something similar.

 

 

[ The event for the Clerical expedition shall be held at friday, first of the eighth, 11:30 PM GMT. I beckon all those who play Tahariae Clerics to accompany the Clerical Order with this, you’ve all been given an invite. ]

[Rig 17591]

Nodding to the man with a grunt, Aegor begins to polish his blade upon a whetstone, sighing. 

[Ventusyr 233]

Heshakomeu glances at the clerics around him before nodding to Herun.

[Haldon 72]

A small, red headed elven woman would approach the group with Herun, tailing shortly behind him. Her green eyes scan over the scene as the two come to a stop, pale, slender hands fiddling with the longbow hooked over her torso in a rather nervous looking manner. She stays hidden back, almost shrinking behind Herun's frame as she tries her best not to be noticed.. though looks about herself with curiosity at all the different faces gathered to attend the meeting.

She remains silent, simply listening to the words spoken.

[Kaun 102]

Kaun rubs his beard as he listens to Herun, he slowly puts the Book on his lap away.

He continues to rub his beard as he thinks for a short time.

Kaun slowly stands up, leaning on his staff as he leans over to pick up the small statue, placing it in his bag with the Book.

"Though I find going to this place... Highly unwise, my friend... If Tahariae deems the Clerics in need of going, then they must."

"If they shall go, so shall I."

"The Betrayer is a powerful foe if it is the one I believe to be."

"You will need all of the help you can get, though my age may render me, my knowledge of things may be useful."

He looks around across the hill and beyond it, across Thales.

"And if I am right... Then this quest will need to be quick, for the Betrayer will attempt to summon his master as soon as he knows the Mortals have returned..."

"And if he does... I'm not sure if the Elders will be capable of helping once again..."

 

 

[Quick Note: 11:30pm GMT is 6:30pm EST/EDT]

[AndrewTech 3334]

"Indeed. Thank you, Herun.

I have scouted the route to the mountains; all going on this expidition are to gather at the Cloud Sanctuary at the appropriate time, as I trust you all know where that is.

If you are too Incompitent to get to the Cloud Sanctuary, then you have no buisness trampling through the forests," he chuckles, musing at his joke.

"May the light be with you all, and bring along any expidition gear you may need... This is not a mission to be taken lightly."

[Gone 869]

Cheza's attention would be brought back to the group by Herun's voice, she watches them all, listening intently, until Mandru mentions where they'll meet. Standing up she gives them a slight bow before drawing up her hood and turning to walk away without a word. She knows when and where, now Cheza simply needs to prepare.

[MrJoshy 130]

Jack nods. "I will be attending," he says softly to Mandru. He then turns to where Cheza had walked out, and gingerly walks out; strapping his staff across his back once more. He follows her out of the crowd. "Cheza, where're you going?" 

[Ventusyr 233]

"So we shall meet at the Cloud Sanctuary, then travel together to the tent prepared for us... Very well. I shall depart and prepare for this journey. I hope to see you all again as we go to fight this... Betrayer." Heshakomeu gives a small bow to everybody, then a single wave to Jakir as he turns to leave.