A Servant Returns

[Sir Creil Bevier]

Creil listened intently to the Monk's words, his brows furrowing as he concentrated, reading the man's face for any sign of deceit or untoward intentions. Apparently satisfied with the cowled Monk's explanation, he stepped back a little and grinned broadly, his overly white teeth gleaming in the half-light of the chapel.

"Then Sir, thou art a man of noble values and evident truths, and thy honesty becomes thee. Regardless of the God and Lord to whom thy fealty is so pledged, thou shalt find no accusations of heretic views from this lowly servant of the Almighty." Creil boomed, as loud and boldly as ever, as if he were addressing a crowd of hundreds.

"Mine name, Sir, is Sir Creil Bevier, Knight and Chapter Master of the Paladin Chapter of The City Rhyfaugh of the order of The Red Sun and servant of the God of Avaren. I shalt be content With 'Creil' - or Sir Bevier shouldst thou be a man of noble manner."

It might have been somewhat of a mouthful, but proud of his faith and his origins, Creil could never feel any less than compelled to introduce himself by his full title.

[Tori Shiroishi]

Tori smiled. She was right. A fool he was, but a useful one. At least he was worth trying to save later, as his heart was in the right place. "Tori Shiroishi. I am the attendant to Lord Vidar, and a holy warrior of the church of Avaren. It is my wish to see to it that this is dealt with, before it becomes far too powerful for a humble servant of the church to defeat. Shall we be off, or do you have to make preparations?" She was growing more eager by the second. She enjoyed the idea of proctecting Avaren, if only it was just to prove that the church did not need the army. Either way, a small victory against evil now was a clear path toward greater victories, tomorrow. She almost ran to the door, but regained her composure just before making her first step. It was best to give an impression of patience, after all. Both of these men could be saved, and find their way to the church of Avaren.

[Sarathai]

"Very well then. Sir Bevier, Lady Shiroishi, (from now on you're 'sushi chick' by my books- nothing personal) it is a pleasure to know both of you. I thank you both for your willingness to aid me." He said, smiling broadly now and clapping the taller man on the shoulder.

"I have all preparations completed, as I have been ready to set off at moments notice for some time now. The only component I had yet to obtain until this point was manpower to increase my odds of success." As he spoke, he stepped to the pew where he had been sitting, taking from it a small satchel with some material components and a few scrolls.

"Right then," he said, turning once more for the door, "Let us be off without further delay."