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 Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 7:48 pm
Upon swinging open the doors, a small ranked Cleric often greets those who seek sanctuary within Tyral's walls on the upper tier. Carved statues of the god Tyral can be found on each hallway as one makes a small walk before going into the grand ceremonial room. Chandeliers hang from the ceilings while on the wall dead ahead, there is a picture of two hands holding up a sun and an altar nearly pushed against the wall. A few pews and a kneeling bench are set in place for those who wish to pay proper respects to Lord Tyral.
In the back of the chapel is a giant room containing various treasures gifted to Tyral in the form of gold and jewels pillaged from the nearby towns. Behind a golden statue of Tyral stands a wall, in which there is a secret switch leading down to the torture chambers of Father Alexander Hemsworth. Most of the devices down there are intended to inflict holy pain, with Alexander's hand playing in from time to time.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2012 7:09 pm
As Alexander and Gold reached the threshold, he stopped before the large door and looked at two guardians as they bowed their heads in respect. They went forth to open up the doors, at which time the Insignis marched into the splendor of Tyral's church and took a deep breath of relaxation. He had heard the human Gold's talk along the way, chuckling inward slightly but shrugging it off ultimately as he had the perfect counter. Turning to the ranked cleric female and bowing his head slightly to her out of sheer respect for a woman of his faith as a ceremonial gesture to instruct the others how to act, he casually mentioned,
"Marcella, Lady Summers and I have arrived to grab a bite to eat and dwell within the splendor of the church. I must tend to my prayers immediately, so will you please grab both my breakfast and make something right quick for Lady Gold of equal appeal?"
"Yes, Father."
As the woman walked out of the church towards the supply station, Alexander turned to watch her go, more out of enjoying the sight of her walking away than to behold the beautiful sun in the sky. Alexander leaned towards Gold slightly and chuckled as he whispered,
"See, a pretentious man would've been denied right there, for his subjects know that he is pretentious and would rebel against such thoughts. But a man of worth such that a human being would go off just to retrieve such a meal cannot be of such little worth that he could be pretentious. Don't you agree?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2012 8:01 pm
A loud gasp was heard as several students flocked to the windows looking towards the Golden Gate. Excited whispers broke out among them as they clamored to get a better look out the window. Snatches of the conversations could be heard.
"Really? Where?"
"Right there! The ascended dragon!"
"But seeing Alewar means..."
"The Prophetess is here! She's going to let us know Tyral is pleased!"
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2012 8:36 pm
 XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXGoldXXSummerXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXHP: 1250XX//XXEnergy: 6000XX//XXStrength: 4XX//XXSpeed: 7XX//XXBloodline: HumanXX//XXClass: Cleric "May the mighty god give you good health and blessings to you and your love ones." ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
Fallowing Father Alexander to the clerics mane hangout, Gold gave thanks to the people around them like opening the door and getting their meal, all that small stuff. It's a habit of her to give thanks to even the smallest ranks. The inside of the church looks very well, keeping it clean and shiny of worshiping Tyral.
Once Father Alexander whispered to her of convincing him being not pretentious, Gold could only gave a blank look to him with am eyebrow raised. "Yet it's their job to serve high ranked men no matter how self-praised they can be. It's very easy job to just smile and wave. Only when the guest becomes unbearable do they refuse to serve and walk away." She whispered back with a smirk of her comeback. A well known fact of when serving as a waitress in any meal serving restaurant.
Though she isn't here to continue on arguing with Alexander to little things. She just want to satisfied her stomach with a filling tasty meal and rest up a bit. Though a big question do flout around on her mind time to time. She didn't took much attention to it but still being persuade to be along with Tyral, maybe she should actually think of picking an Deities. Gold placed her elbow on the counter, deep in thought. "Hmm... F-" Her voice was cut off when young people chattering among themselves can be over heard loudly. She could only turn her head and wondering what they're talking about, huddling infront of the window. "I wonder what's going on? Visitors?" She could only question herself, not giving an effort to leave from her spot. Pretty sure it's just one of those high ranking believers coming to join "Sword of Salvation" holy society.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2012 10:47 am
(Same with Ferr, you have my permission to go down to the gate and have whatever chat with Alexander you wished. I'm still a little busy and trying to sort out some personal stuff)
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2012 3:26 pm
((Mmk. :/ ))
Kora gone and check it out for her self, missing her meal before it even came. Father Alexander wont mind if she leave him for a wile.
[lazy exit]
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 1:00 am
XXXXXXXXXXXXXGoldXXSummerXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXHP: 1250XX//XXEnergy: 6000XX//XXStrength: 4XX//XXSpeed: 7XX//XXBloodline: HumanXX//XXClass: Cleric "May the mighty god give you good health and blessings to you and your love ones." ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
The priestess return back to the church after satisfying seeing what was going on. Though her face was not so to happy about this at all, trouble is going go down soon. Even with her meal already ready, she want non at the moment. All she want is sit down on the bench and held her head in despair. "Oh lordy me." She said softly to herself. Gold agreed Lilliana's thinking, this place demand to be burn down to the ground. Theres nothing but blood and pride surrounds the wall on dazzling carvings. She would of done some earlier but yet she has not chosen her own dutie. Her only option is to leave this but... there's something is holding her back. There's a reason why she's still here. Theirs a reason why she's adore their foolish rules of law. There's still people alive being held prisoner within this santum. Gold often helped them out but often lost track of them when they been dragged into their own prison. Were could they be storing them? Were? She can't let innocent souls get parish once this whole place will be trembling down.
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 8:23 pm
XXXXXXXXXXXXXGoldXXSummerXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXHP: 1250XX//XXEnergy: 6000XX//XXStrength: 4XX//XXSpeed: 7XX//XXBloodline: HumanXX//XXClass: Cleric "May the mighty god give you good health and blessings to you and your love ones." ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
Gold raised her head coming up with no answers to her thoughts. Her eyes gazed to the statues of Tyral agents the wall end, with plenty others within the building. The cleric see's by just sitting here wont help her much. Time will be short in her hands so she must plan out fast, it's just that she has no idea how or what to do in this situation. It never happen to her before, no experience of actually being the inside girl in this place. But she knows where to start...
The priestess rose from her bench and started heading out of the building once more. She drew away any request for meals or any help they want of her. Stuff will be going in her head that will keep her busy enough. She just need to get as much info she can.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 9:55 pm
 Tying up her mount outside, she walked into the chapel. If she was to find any answers of prisoners, she had a feeling it would be here. Pulling down her hood, the pale swell of her bosom could be seen softly glowing in the midday light as she moved towards the main altar. Her pale blue hair slide down her shoulder to curl along her breast line as she bent over to inspect the altar. She couldn't see too much but she hoped someone with more information would happen into her mental radius. Bent over, her traveling cloak couldn't disguise the curve of the body hidden beneath the fabric. 12/20
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2013 8:10 am
A pair of blue eyes analyzed her from across the room as she had entered their church, puzzling over why such a beautiful specimen had never crossed into the sanctum before; his form shifted to look at her as she walked down the aisle of the church to bend over at the altar, the man rubbing his eyes before re-inspecting to ensure that he did indeed view what was before him. The symbols on the altar were naught but the usual Tyral signs, signifying that she seemed to be a new visitor to the capitol or even possibly Tyral; to simply leave her alone in the darkness and not find a new sister in the faith would be to shirk his duties, and to punish her if she would not convert or give into the light would be to turn his eyes away from Tyral. Taking a long stride down the aisle towards her, his blue robes flowing to the ground with a blunt rusted mace at his side, he stopped right about 5 feet behind her; slightly hating himself for ruining the view in front of himself after admiring her for a few seconds, he spoke up, "Welcome, newcomer. Correct me if I'm wrong in assuming that you are such, Miss...?" His voice dropped off at an inquisitive end, clearly showing that he wished to be answered.
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2013 10:19 am
Straightening up, she looked behind to see the priest Alexander. The same from this morning who seemed perturbed by her regaining her people. "Ana," she responded. "And yes, I am a newcomer to this place. I'm sorry if I might have disturbed something here." She smiled, ready for the next lie. "I'm not very familiar with the faiths of this world. I hope I didn't mess up something by looking here." 13/20
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 12:54 pm
"What a shame." Alexander responded matter of factly, "It would be quite wrong to assume that you have dealt any damage to this facility or my deity, yet it would be more wrong for me to not introduce you to Lord Tyral through his servants." He opened his arms in a gesture indicating the entire room, yet showing no emotion as he spoke, "Everything you witness here...is but a fraction of the result of his work. The light that illuminates and warms your body, the way that your body converts this light and gives you the strength to build such monuments, and last but not least, the ability to see are all from him." He waved his arm towards one of the end rooms of the chapel, "But my apologies for ranting. As your host, would you enjoy a drink or a bite to eat? Perhaps a tour?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 3:13 pm
"You're not ranting at all. You're just passionate about what you believe in." Ana thought on it a moment, judging the time she had been like this and what time she should have remaining. Figuring she still had plenty, Ana smiled and nodded. "Something to drink sounds quite nice, actually. It's been a long ride. Please, lead the way." 14/20
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 4:49 pm
Walking forward, he had been analyzing every part of her movements since she came in, the first thing striking him being her peculiar vision; looking at how she moved her eyes as he did, she had not once looked into his eyes nor did she have to get that close to see the massive inscription of Tyral's symbol on the altar. Beckoning her over to a side door, he began to devise a simple test for his potential new subject if she was but a spy; walking close to the door, he barely scraped his armor on the doorway hoping to watch her plow into it as he walked to the left and over to a cabinet. Opening it up, he began to look at the various wines he had inside, with a fun little vial of necropotent in the back as he asked: "So what brings you to Caer Benowyn today?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 4:59 pm
Ana smacked her arm into the door frame as she walked in, biting back a curse from the pain. She probed out, noticing she could hear nothing from the man she walked with now. A chill ran down her spine at the realization she couldn't make sure he wasn't going to jump her. All she had on her side was her sight. Seeing him move to what she had to assume was a cabinet, she figured he wouldn't be watching her at the moment and waved an arm out to locate the chair. Sliding into it quickly, she smiled to him. "It was along my way to the coastal area. I'm traveling about the continent to take in the sights before heading for Indelca," she answered. 15/20
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