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[IC] The Lesser of Two Heresies.
Silhar:
Seeing you walked by Brom, people tend to back away and vanish from sight. They all seem as if they lived under a constant pressure - wary, they keep their heads low all the time, their eyes open broad seem like they knew only a little sleep.
You are led to the hut standing to your right hand. There's no door, just a heavy, tattered blanket hanging in the way, covered in dust and ember. Its cloud raises as the guardsman pushes it off the way.
The inside doesn't seem comfortable at all.
A pile of old blankets and rags in the corner - probably a lair - and a small table in the middle are the only pieces of furniture in the dusty room you enter. There are also some crates and boxes piled under the wall - and the window you've seen from the outside.
Two things you notice - a man in tattered robes kneeling in front of the table - and an open tome on it, really heavy book, judging from its size.
Brom doesn't manage to say anything as the middle-aged man of dark hair and pale complexion rises on his legs.
"Greetings, Brom. You here to report?", he asks.
"Yes, boss. Things are the way they used to be. Also, we met these fellas on our way. Seem decent, an' dey say dey might be needin' some help."
"We, children of Him on Earth, have to help each other in these grave times."
The priest gives you all a short, yet intense, curious glimpse, while the guardsman bows his head in respect and backs out and outside.
"I am father Clem, the founder of this village and a humble servant of the Throne. Who you might be, travellers?"
HexaDoken:
HexaDoken just had opened his mouth, but he shut it up before he could say something. Mercerenary then looked at MkLear, waiting.
Esther:
Xilla also looks at MkLear and waits for him to speak.
Silhar:
The priest raises his brow.
"Well? Are you mute or something?", he asks.
Esther:
"Well....I'm Xilla, these two are Hexadoken and Lazerus"Xilla answers pointing at them. "And this fellow is MkLear who will tell you all about our problems with the pod malfunctioning and stuff" Xilla slaps MkLear on the back, as if he was a candy machine that refused to give out the candy bar she paid for.
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