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Jancis · **09-16-2015, 08:42 PM**

Tausenadel Geispyrsyn throws his hands in the air, shouting out. His index and pinkie fingers are thrust forward, this feels natural. "THAT WAS SODDIN' INCREDIBLE!"
Virara Wakuwa covers her ears and winces. "... Animal keeper..."

Jana Ridah: ...Virara.
Virara Wakuwa glances coldly at Jana Ridah. "What?"
Jana Ridah: We are wearing the same shirt. It's cute.
Virara Wakuwa pinkens. "I'm busy."
Jana Ridah: I was also busy, still am in a sense.
Virara Wakuwa attempts to occupy herself, squirming awkwardly under the attention.
Chachanji Gegenji bristles a little at Virara's voice, a modicum of emotion creeping into those violet eyes as he actively looks away from where he heard her speak.
Jana Ridah continues, ignoring the fact that Virara was ignoring her. "I do hope you were able to hear the tale I told today."
Virara Wakuwa: "I do not understand it."
Virara Wakuwa muses quietly.
Jana Ridah: What's not to understand? A painting of a bull cannot maim like a real one. Only real change will affect the world.
Virara Wakuwa: "Being an artist and being a farmer are different things."
Virara Wakuwa seems to have taken the story too literally.
Jana Ridah: The artist and farmer were brothers, they came from the same place.
Jana Ridah: So it is in real life, that we often come from the same places and our paths diverge and come together and wind all about.
Jana Ridah: Anyway, I think I'll get in the back of the line with everyone else. Maybe the monk's blessing will help you more than a little story.
Virara Wakuwa nods.

Valentinoix Thibault: Kohta. Hail to thee
Valentinoix Thibault: Look yonder by the stone. I do believe I have found a veritable monk, one who doth practice the art.
P'kohta Tia: "Oh! Hiya Val! How's the erm...Pilgrimage been? Oh! Really? I was really hoping there would be one here!"
P'kohta Tia giggles softly. "It looks like there's a little bit of a line."
Valentinoix Thibault: The pilgrimage was quite unique. Much chanting and songs of strength.
Valentinoix Thibault: And stomping for a reason
P'kohta Tia sighs deeply. "I wish I had made it here sooner."
Valentinoix Thibault: For a moment, I did feel as though I had stepped within the ring of the blood sands, yet so distant from it. 'twas quite the experience.
P'kohta Tia: "Oh! Also Hello again Vira! Heheheh, I was so swept up in the excitement I almost didn't notice you!"
Valentinoix Thibault: Verily so? Quite the competitor he must be.
P'kohta Tia exhales a long sigh, folding his ears against his head. "Ahh...I think I missed your meaning Val, so many voices in such a small place! It's hard to pick out just one voice."
Valentinoix Thibault: Mayhap I have missed such as well. 'tis difficult to discern in such noise. I do dislike crowds greatly.
P'kohta Tia nods slowly. "Yeah, that's a sentiment I share I think."
Valentinoix Thibault: 'tis a might difficult to navigate while mine ears do ring.
P'kohta Tia: "It's really exciting though! I never thought it would be so easy to find a real monk to talk to! Maybe there's more around too?"
Valentinoix Thibault: Aye, what fortune hath found us. I do hope we may speak with him in a less noisy location so that I may hear his movements as well as his words.
Valentinoix Thibault shifts a bit uncomfortably with so many people so close, but perhaps the excitement is balancing this out.
P'kohta Tia giggles softly. "We can only hope to get the chance! Ah...does this mean you're actually considering such a path for yourself as well? I always thought you'd favored the sword."
Valentinoix Thibault: I am. I do quite enjoy the art and its practicality, yet I cannot simply forsake the blade. I do not see why I must choose one or the other.
Virara Wakuwa: "It would be interesting. To speak with him. Master, she was disappointed to hear they collapsed. 'The world became less interesting,' she said."
P'kohta Tia: "I suppose you don't have to, but a day only has so many hours! If you were choose to split your time evenly between both disciplines I think both would suffer."
Virara Wakuwa shakes her head at Val. "One way. One Master."
Valentinoix Thibault peers over at Vira.
Valentinoix Thibault: I had not considered the need for choosing. A hunter may be skilled in several arts, yet mayhap one should monopolize the time over the others.
P'kohta Tia offers a small, uncertain shrug. "Maybe there's more to gain from mastering two arts...I've always shied away from picking up something new though, I'd rather spend my time on thing I love most."
Virara Wakuwa: "That, I can understand."
Virara Wakuwa nods towards P'kohta.
Chachanji Gegenji 's gaze flits almost briefly to Virara... and then, in a dejected motion, he retreats from his post.
Virara Wakuwa: "Ah!"
Valentinoix Thibault: Originally I did train solely with blades short and long. The shield was an addition much later.Â Yet I do find both blade and hora feel natural within my hands.
Virara Wakuwa moves to speak to him, but the words catch in her throat. She allows her head to droop silently.
P'kohta Tia: "Well, maybe getting to chat with the monk will lend some additional insight! Heheh, do you find anything particularly enlightening about the sermons today? I'd bet an affinity toward Rhalgr would be a clear sign!"
Valentinoix Thibault: They did speak of strength and lack of fear. Mayhap such words did strike me more than usual.
P'kohta Tia flips up his ears, quickly glancing over between the Virara and the monk, wondering at what she'd ask. He grins, chuckling softly then quickly stifling himself for fear of being heard. He quickly refocuses on Val. "I think the Destroyer was my Father's god too. He wasn't ever a monk, but I bet the teaching resonate with anyone who builds their life around fighting with their hands."
P'kohta Tia finally decides to climb the slope in order to avoid risking any neck injuries.
Valentinoix Thibault: Fighting is but a part of my life, a weight upon the balance. Yet as one who doth fight within the blood sands and hunting, mayhap such words shall prove beneficial regardless.
P'kohta Tia: "Heheh, I'm probably just talking nonsense! I've never really been much for religion I guess...I'll reconsider once I see a god walking around among us."
Valentinoix Thibault: Mostly I was taught to fear and revere the Elementals, for good reason I do assure thee.
P'kohta Tia: "No argument there! I've seen those huge animate trees for myself."
Valentinoix Thibault: Such trees were the least of the worries of those who dwelt within the wood.
Valentinoix Thibault: Shall we? I desire a might respite for mine ears.
Valentinoix Thibault: Until we cross paths once again.
P'kohta Tia: "I really look forward too it! It was nice to speak to you!"
P'kohta Tia looks up to Val and nods. "Yeah, mine too I think."
Valentinoix Thibault sticks a finger in his ear to attempt to stop the ringing.
Valentinoix Thibault: Mayhap the house or art thou desiring aught to eat?
P'kohta Tia: "Heheh, we can do both at the house I think! Unless you had a different thing in mind...Oh! Being here...I've just remember that I missed our day for hunting."
Valentinoix Thibault: The hunt hath not yet occurred. Shinjo has been quite preoccupied.
P'kohta Tia frowns deeply. "Ahh...still I should say sorry. I'll prostrate myself and beg your forgiveness once we've relocated somewhere a bit more peaceful though."
Valentinoix Thibault: Such shan't truly be necessary
Valentinoix Thibault: Shall we?
P'kohta Tia: "Of course! Lead on!"

Virara Wakuwa: "Jancis Lady."
Jancis Milburga: "Lady Virara."
Virara Wakuwa nods to you.
Virara Wakuwa: "Thank you for leading these people here. Once more, I learn something about the Eorzeans."
Virara Wakuwa: "... This Rhalgr. I can understand him."
Jancis Milburga nods slowly with Virara, "Close to the heart."
Virara Wakuwa is impassive. "I wouldn't know. But hearing the story made me remember. It is as she said."
Kale Aideron stepped up to Jancis. Not wanting to interrupt her conversation, he places his hand on her upper arm to indicate his presence, as well as nonverbally communicate his gratitude for the event.
Jancis Milburga: "I have seen you try. Were passion is best is from your own choice."
Virara Wakuwa removes herself quietly as Jancis addresses the newcomer.
Jancis Milburga looks up at Kale, smiling lightly. "Where is your passion come from?" She motions to Virara, "We were speaking of what drives it."
Kale Aideron having made his presence known to Jancis and conveying his thanks, Kale steps off to depart.
Jancis Milburga turns back... realizing Virara is gone.
Jancis Milburga waves, "Travel well."

Jancis · **09-16-2015, 11:23 PM**

J'maaira Tuhl steps out of line and instead opts to give a silent prayer on her own.
J'maaira Tuhl pats the stone in an almost loving gesture and goes to the crowd.

Tyonis Magstrom: "Well, that was entertainin'. Back to the cantina."

Sebastian Sun'dai: "Miss Lottie--Caleb?"
Sebastian Sun'dai: "Oh an' Miss Crank too!"
Lottie Forsaidh seems out of elements and frowns when she observes Sebastian, "Ah, good evening." Her voice murmured distractedly.
Caleb Agron: "Ye just get here Sebastian?"
Sebastian Sun'dai: "Y-Yeah! I didn't know what was happening..."
Sebastian Sun'dai looks away from Caleb Agron, sulking.
Caleb Agron: "Missed a few good stories an blessings for the Destroyer."
Sebastian Sun'dai: "Huh--? Oh! Rhalgr--uh--Rhalm--?That guy?"
Caleb Agron: "Was tryin to explain the god to Cerina here, but Berrod's better at teachin than I."
Sebastian Sun'dai: "I only really know Halone--"
Lottie Forsaidh places a palm against Caleb's shoulder, "I'm feeling a bit away from my element, I believe it's time for a quick rest - it's been pleasant to see you all."
Sebastian Sun'dai: "Be safe miss Lottie!"
Caleb Agron: "I follow all the twelve, don't think one is more important than the other."
Sebastian Sun'dai: "Oh well I know they all are--I just only really was taught Halone's stuff--doctrines..." he corrected himself idly.
Sebastian Sun'dai: "Caleb--people seem to really want to get back to Ala Mhigo."
Sebastian Sun'dai: "I mean--isn't that the idea of the destroyer? Destroy an' rebuild a new--?" He seemed to be talking to himself at this point. "I don't see why you'd wanna go against what looks like the stuff a god wants..."
Caleb Agron: "Looks like Berrod's got his hands full of followers, you wanna join them an get the gods blessin?"
Cerina Dotharl: "I don't believe in your gods. Wouldn't that be wrong ?"
Caleb Agron: "Nothing wrong with learning about them. An doesn't mean you gotta believe, if the gods see fit they will work their way into your heart, so long as you are willing of course."
Cerina Dotharl: "I suppose not." She shrugged. "Ah, why not.. Are you coming too ?"
Caleb Agron: "Sure, gotta show my respects as well right?" He smiled at the woman before gesturing for her to join him

Caleb Agron: "Learning experience ey? Know this stuff is a bit odd fer someone just learning about the twelve, but give it time, and learn about the others too. Maybe once you do, more of it will make sense."
Cerina Dotharl: "I did learn a few things, yes. But very little of it makes sense. It felt like another one of my brothers' long talks about his 'path'."
Cerina Dotharl: "Maybe, as you and that woman said, if I learned more about the rest of your deities... I might understand." She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't like this god."
Caleb Agron: "He might seem like a..angry god. But again everything is connected. You can't have light without dark if that makes any sense."
Cerina Dotharl scratched her head. "Seems like a strange god. But, I'll continue pestering you with more questions later. I need to go back to my tribe."
Caleb Agron: "Be seein you around then Cerina. M'sure the boss appreciate yer comin."
Cerina Dotharl nodded a few times. "Good bye."

Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Ye done it 'gain, lass.
Jancis Milburga: "Thaliak's Grace! Tausen! One day I will hear those words, not now. Is there water in your eye?"
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn shakes his head, wiping his eyes. "N-nay, jus' moved by that last'un. I've punched a lad in the gob more than once but I nev'r felt like that! Like bloody cannons goin' off, they were."
Jancis Milburga: "Tausen you are the most curious in sensitive men."
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Didn't ye feel it! Gods. Jus'...a-anyroad. Thank ye for havin' this, yet 'gain!

Asura Ananta places her fist into her open palm, and raises of her clasped hands respectfully "Well spoken! The youthful passion you have surely burns brightly in us all ! You received my message? "
Berrod Armstrong grunted in affirmation rather than bowed -- and it was an enthusiastic sound. "Sister."
Berrod Armstrong: "I have, and stand ready to meet at your convenience."
Asura Ananta: "Perfect, I will make an effort to meet with you in say.. four suns time?"
Berrod Armstrong nodded. "Indeed. Until then. Walk in His light and strike with His fury."
Asura Ananta: "You as well, Berrod."

Chiyo Hoshi: "Ey, Eligor. Fancy runnin' into ya."
Eligor Abigor: I was following someone for work but I lost him.
Chiyo Hoshi gazes upon Eligor Abigor in deep reflection.
Chiyo Hoshi: "Who?"
Eligor Abigor: It doesn't matter anymore, I will find them either way.
Nazeru Auronas: Interesting gathering we have here.
Chiyo Hoshi: "Oh, hey, Naz."
Nazeru Auronas: I had no idea anything of this sort was going on today. It's.. surprising.
Chiyo Hoshi: "It started a li'l over a bell ago. There were a few Ala Mhigan an' Rlager stories tol' as well as a song abou' 'im."
Nazeru Auronas: I'm always the last to find out.
Chiyo Hoshi: "If ya wan', you can receive a blessin' over therefrom a man name Berrod."
Eligor Abigor: Blessing?
Nazeru Auronas: Of Rhalgr.
Eligor Abigor: Blessing for what?
Nazeru Auronas: He's our people's guardian. The God of Destruction.
Nazeru Auronas: Protection. Health. Power.
Eligor Abigor frowns.
Chiyo Hoshi: "I nee' ta figure ou' why my charka keeps opennin' an' how I can control it."
Nazeru Auronas: Yes you do.
Eligor Abigor: You never did come to eat.
Nazeru Auronas: My aid is still available, for whatever it is worth to you.
Chiyo Hoshi: "I'm gonna see Berrod abou' it when he an' I get some free time."
Nazeru Auronas: I'm sure that will be better. It will keep you from having any connection to me.
Chiyo Hoshi: "Yeah. Later on, I'm goin' over ta Eligor's fer dinner."
Nazeru Auronas chuckles.
Eligor Abigor: ....I'm going to get back to work.
Chiyo Hoshi: "If Berrod doesn' help, you be the nex' I turned too, Naz."
Nazeru Auronas: I think we both know that's not true.
Nazeru Auronas: And I don't appreciate the bullshit.
Nazeru Auronas: Do as you will. I can't stop you.
Chiyo Hoshi: "'ell, he was one of the first tha' helped me ou'..."
Nazeru Auronas: If he is your old master than you should go to him. It matters not to me. My only concern is to see your ailment mended.
Chiyo Hoshi: "I nee' ta leave for now... gotta clear my head."
Nazeru Auronas: Mm.
Chiyo Hoshi: "Thanks though."
Nazeru Auronas: I -gotta- find a new company.
Nazeru Auronas clicks her tongue and glances back down the ramp. "Whelp... looks like it's winding down here."

Jancis · **09-16-2015, 11:40 PM**

Asmodean Gaidin looked over his shoulder at Ciel. "May I help you?"
Ciel Loradeux: You sit alone, isolated from the giant amalgamation of people just in front of us. Why is that, stranger?
Asmodean Gaidin: "I am not too keen of large crowds and being apart makes it far easier to keep an eye on the little one here."
Ciel Loradeux: I see, indeed it's a curse when so many people decide to sit around one another and gab their heads off, is it not? Personally I did not ever know Little Ala Mhigo was this popular.
Asmodean Gaidin bows. I'm Asmodean."
Ciel Loradeux: Indeed. Suffice to say, it shows the level in which Eorzea's recovering from it's recent and blighted past.
Ciel Loradeux looks towards Asmodean and extends a robed hand to handshake him. "I am Ciel Loradeux. And a pleasure Asmodean."
Ciel Loradeux: Though, I must profess, you remind me of someone in terms of appearance. A Hyurian warrior who perished during the flames of Bahamut's rage. Interestingly enough, if only your hair were darker.
Asmodean Gaidin reaches out and shakes Ciel's hand. "Very true...." Asmoden paused. "I have been told that a lot odd as it may sound."
Ciel Loradeux: Indeed you likely have.
Ciel Loradeux: In a sense, you're almost look like Thancred of the Scions, though I'd hope you not to be as...unbearable, as he is.
Asmodean Gaidin: "I'd say your the.... fifth person to say they had seen me or some like me..Â " Asmodean shakes his head. "I would never be like that... man."
Ciel Loradeux: Indeed! "Oh, I'm an Archon! However, I'm also feeble minded enough to allow Ascian possession." oh how blank my face went....
Asmodean Gaidin: "Well... I should be on my way. I wish you luck in whatever it is you search."
Ciel Loradeux: You are to depart already?
Asmodean Gaidin: "Ay... Need to feed the little one here before she starts biting random people."
Ciel Loradeux: What is it that she eats?
Ciel Loradeux motions to his multiple sacks and bags around his waist. "I may possess the herbs on me already."
Asmodean Gaidin: "Mostly fruit for now. Anything else and she just stares at me."
Ciel Loradeux: One moment.
Ciel Loradeux opens up the white pouch on his right side. Looking through it to pull out some apples he had collected in the Shroud. Taking two out and holding them to Asmodean. "These will suffice?"
Asmodean Gaidin takes the apples and nods." It will. My thanks Ciel." places one of the apples away and pulls out a knife to start cutting the first apple in small pieces.
Ciel Loradeux: Come, shall you accompany me to the surface? I wish to discern more about your appearance honestly. T'is a curio!

Jana Ridah wanders back over to Jancis.
Jancis Milburga perks up again at Jana returns.
Jana Ridah: Thank you for allowing me to speak. I wasn't sure how well it tied into the theme, but I've already been told it went well. So.
Jancis Milburga looks apologetic, "I believe everyone else is correct, or that I agree with them, Lady Ridah. It brought out a place of passion and emotion for you; I think it fit well. Dare say it means a lot to me that you offered to speak."
Jana Ridah: Thanks then, that's good. ...You're generous.
Jancis Milburga: "You are welcome. I would never have a chance to be so if you were not first."
Jana Ridah stammers a bit as she turns around. "Ah, that's um, kind of you to say. To me. I think. Have a good day, miss Jancis."
Jancis Milburga: "You as well, Lady Ridah. Be safe and well. Mayhaps we shall see each other again soon."
Jana Ridah: Maybe, I do find myself in the Mists more often lately. Good day...

Jana Ridah taps Leanne's shoulder!
Leanne Delphium: "Hmm...?"
Jana Ridah: Hey, you. Did you hear my story?
Leanne Delphium smiles gently. "Yes, I did. Was...interesting."
Jana Ridah: What'd you think? Come on, tell me you were touched by the... The stirring of the Destroyer in your heart!
Jana Ridah seems to be exaggerating her gloating, but she does give Leanne a genuine smile.
Leanne Delphium laughs awkwardly. "Aah. Yes...! You could say so.."
Jana Ridah: Ho-ho, maybe I have to become a bard now, and nurture my newfound talents!
Jana Ridah: -I'm kidding!
Leanne Delphium smirks and flicks her nose either way. "A few steps away from such, dummy."
Jana Ridah lets out a small yowl as she holds her nose. "Meany~ I think you're up, so I'm gonna get in the other line!"
Leanne Delphium tips her hat while sticking her tongue. "Aye aye. Don't be a stranger~"
Jana Ridah flicks the tip of Leanne's hat, moving it out of place just a bit as she turns to walk away.
Leanne Delphium chuckles while adjusting her headwear back into position.
Leanne Delphium smiles sheepishly, choosing not to bother Jancis. Rather, she elegantly tips her hat to the woman before making her way out.

Ryanti Veanysus stomped the heel of his foot upon the dirt in a rather annoying manner. "Late again.." he murmured underneath his breathe. "I swear that is all the luck I ever seem to posses.." He gingerly approached the group in front of him. "Pray pardon, but I hope the event went well?"
Jancis Milburga nods to Ryanti, "Forgive me, Pilgrim. The songs are over but there are blessings to be given still if you wish."
Barengar Armsbreaker flicks his gaze over in the direction of those receiving blessings, his lips pressed into o a thin line and an uncertain expression upon his face.
Ryanti Veanysus approached Barengar from behind, placing his hands upon his hips. "I didn't think you to be a religious man."
Barengar Armsbreaker grunts once as the familiar voice called out from behind, "I ain't." he answered without turning to face Ryanti.
Ryanti Veanysus folds his arms, raising an eyebrow briefly, before trying to match his gaze with Barengar's, curious at what he was looking at. "Then why are you here?"
Barengar Armsbreaker keeps his attention vaguely upon the gathering of those seeking blessings, another low grunt escaping the man as he finally glanced over to look at the miqo'te, "Why's it matter ta ya?" he asks with a quirked brow.
Ryanti Veanysus shrugged a little, knowing how the man he was speaking to could sometimes be a little private about his business. "Just curious. I'm not so religious myself, but I came here with the thought that maybe I could understand a little bit more. It seems a lot of people I knew value Rhaglr, and would stand in line to be blessed.. you think there's anything to that?"
Barengar Armsbreaker shrugged a single shoulder, shifting his attention away from Ryanti. His gaze lingered upon Jancis for a moment before returning to the Rhalgr stone, "That people are lookin' fer blessesin' or that they're lookin' fer 'em from Rhalgr?"
Ryanti Veanysus gazed upon the stone alone with Barengar, observing the attendant, and a woman dialoguing with him that he found to be very familiar. "Well.. both, I guess. Seeking wisdom from an immortal deity. Using faith as something to keep you going. The idea that whomever is watching over you.. all that."
Jancis Milburga: "Sir Armstrong stands alone if anyone has words to share with him, now is the time."

Maruud Alfayesh looks around "Crowd seems to have tapered off, if there was more here. I suppose we missed the bulk of it."
Worren Tigre: "Maybe it'll help ease my mind.Â You think, Maruud?"
Maruud Alfayesh: "There is no harm in trying Worren. Go ahead."
Saga Bearclaw: "Bah."
Saga Bearclaw spits to the side as she looks to Aedan. "I don't believe I've had the honor to meet you yet. I assume you are one of our people?"
Aedan Steelweaver chuckles low and offers his hand. "Depends on what ye mean by that. Name's Aedan an you are?"
Saga Bearclaw nods. "Saga. And I mean of Ala Mhigo. Most that remain here or come late are our own people."
Aedan Steelweaver: "Saga it is, then. An my family can trace back there but I'm not, no. Dunno if that makes me of the people or no then. What ya think?"
Saga Bearclaw shrugs. "Depends. You at least came to the ceremony. So that is something. My little sister was born in Ul'dah."
Aedan Steelweaver looks from Saga back to Adalhaid and nods. "Ah. Then no, I'd bet. Limsa's where I call home these days."
Saga Bearclaw chuckles. "Any who wishes to take back Ala Mhigo from the Garleans is a brother to me, no matter where they call home."
Aedan Steelweaver grins and claps Saga on the shoulder. "Well then, that settles that!"
Aedan Steelweaver: "I can't say I know much of it, but I'd like to learn. You an yer sister, are ye usually around Ul'dah?"
Maruud Alfayesh approaches Saga with a bow of the head "I did not expect you followed Rhalgr's teachings as well. You are from Ala Mhigo as well?"
Saga Bearclaw lets out an eye roll towards Jana before returning attention back to Aedan and Maruud. "She is more than I. I am a free paladin in service to all refugees."
Saga Bearclaw: "I am, yes. It was but shortly after my twelfth name day my home was taken from me."
Aedan Steelweaver: "Well then, I know who to ask when I wanna know more."
Maruud Alfayesh half grins "Ah...some fifty-three cycles ago, I was born there, but did not stay. I did not begin my path as a disciple until well into my early adulthood."
Saga Bearclaw nods. "My service to Rhalgr is but another extension of serving the people. Our will towards him, our hope is often what guides my blade."
Saga Bearclaw let out a chuckle. "But that's enough spiritual talk. I am certain to be drinking heartily tonight."
Maruud Alfayesh: "I grew up around Thanalan and mostly Ul'dah. It is an honor to finally meet more followers of the way. My master died in the goals after passing what he knew on to me. Seems kinship with other followers seemed to be right under my nose and I did not even realize."
Aedan Steelweaver: "Seems a proper way to celebrate."
Maruud Alfayesh: "How often are these ceremonies held?"
Saga Bearclaw: "Where you stand is the temple of our people and the destroyer. It may not appear as much, but to the devout, the fervor and prayer is a cathedral."
Aedan Steelweaver slowly looks around.
Maruud Alfayesh looks around after hearing Saga's statement "Seems just a good a temple as any to me."
Saga Bearclaw: "I of course will be here until the last pilgrims come. My little sister has the honor of being the last blesser here."
Saga Bearclaw: "Any who stays until she is done I will be glad to buy a round for."
Aedan Steelweaver turns to look back at the stone, nodding. "There's somethin to the place, to be sure."
Saga Bearclaw rubs her head. "Considering my bloody headache. It'll most likely be at my apartment. I keep a fully stocked bar with a good four stools."
Aedan Steelweaver: "I feel like I owe yer sister one for the blessin at least. Would be rude not to."
Saga Bearclaw nods. "The invitation of course goes out to you and my friend Worren."
Maruud Alfayesh hums a bit, "Then I will seek this blessing, once she has finished with my friend over there." He nods in Worren's direction.
Aedan Steelweaver: "I'll admit, was nervous bout comin, but I'm glad I did."
Saga Bearclaw let out a chuckle. "You came at a far easier time. It was much more busy earlier."
Saga Bearclaw: "If there were any more pilgrims, I feared the rock beneath us would have given."
Aedan Steelweaver laughs warmly at that. "Well, if this group was enough for blessin and questions alike, I can only imagine what the larger whole was like."
Saga Bearclaw: "Unfortunately not all were devout. Some came out of curiosity more than anything to judge the less fortunate of us."
Aedan Steelweaver scoffs, "Nothin better to do with their time? Sounds like a buncha shite to me."
Saga Bearclaw shrugs. "They're lucky I was restrained enough not to bearhug them on the spot."
Saga Bearclaw: "Can't spew shite if you can't breathe. Not out of your mouth at least."
Aedan Steelweaver: "Not that I'ma sage or anythin near devout myself but hrmph."
Aedan Steelweaver eyes Saga and laughs. "A bearhug to shut em up eh?"
Maruud Alfayesh chuckles "Becoming a sage would be a path lifelong. I'm not sure any of us are that devout. But I could be wrong."
Aedan Steelweaver: "Heh, I know I sure as hells ain't."
Saga Bearclaw lets out a stretch. "Sorry if I'm not one for much talking right now. Just waiting and I don't want to get too angry at a holy site."
Aedan Steelweaver: "S'alright. Lots ta think about. But humor me, what's got ya angry right now?"
Saga Bearclaw lets out a sigh. "Nothing important."
Aedan Steelweaver: "Well ya can't jus go bringin it up then brushin it off like that."
Aedan Steelweaver motions for her to go on.
Saga Bearclaw: "Mostly the poor 'pilgrims' that came and showed disrespect earlier. A few other small reasons. I need a drink."
Aedan Steelweaver: "Heh, I'll be sure to buy ya an extra round then."
Maruud Alfayesh: "It's a given I suppose. The refugees often feel there's little to be thankful for, and so they lash out."
Saga Bearclaw let out a laugh. "Maybe another night. We'll be drinking from my private stock tonight in my apartment."
Saga Bearclaw: "It was my little sister's big day, after all."
Saga Bearclaw: "Doubt I'd be much happier unless its her eternal bonding day."
Aedan Steelweaver: "Oh? Ya said a bar before. But ain't gonna be picky."
Flameson Hammersmith: "Course the fucker isnae 'ere.Â Figures."
Flameson Hammersmith grunts, moving off with a smoke trail rolling in his wake.
Aedan Steelweaver nods, turning to look over at Adalhaid. "She's good at what she does."
Saga Bearclaw: "Don't tell her that. And I'd rather not make my headache worse."
Saga Bearclaw: "Thus my apartment works better."
Aedan Steelweaver smirks confidently at Saga Bearclaw.
Aedan Steelweaver: "Well then, since it's yer place, I'll try not to trash it much."
Aedan Steelweaver stretches.
Maruud Alfayesh scratches the back of his head. "Ale might work in the short term for headaches, but a find a good shisha pipe and a strong cup of coffee is good for what ails you."
Saga Bearclaw scratches her head. "Feel kind of bad overhearing Worren's little blessing."
Maruud Alfayesh: "Ah, it'll do him good."
Aedan Steelweaver nods to Maruud. "Not a bad idea, that."
Aedan Steelweaver: "Well, if yer feelin that bad, plenty more space around here. We can move a bit."
Maruud Alfayesh chuckles a little waving a hand a bit "I've plans to open a lounge in future. Time permitting. Till then, work is tantamount to that goal."
Aedan Steelweaver: "Yeah? Well least ya got a goal. Heh, once you do you lemme know. I'll come by there."
Saga Bearclaw: "I'll drink you out of business."
Maruud Alfayesh: "My father owned an estate in the Goblet some years ago. After the housing boom and the new laws concerning people from Ul'dah owning land there. The place was of course, bought out."
Aedan Steelweaver: "Course."
Maruud Alfayesh: "I'll be sure to ship in triple the amount of ale then."
Aedan Steelweaver: "An rum, don't forget to bring plenty of that for folks like me that roll through."
Aedan Steelweaver nods sagely.
Saga Bearclaw: "Or some good rectified spirits."
Saga Bearclaw: "Good for cleaning too."
Maruud Alfayesh: "If it is within my power, then I will make that so."
Maruud Alfayesh: "Quite ambitious, but I am not getting any younger. When I am no longer able to fight, whenever that may be. I am more than comfortable to provide leisure to those who seek it."
Aedan Steelweaver: "Well there ya go, plenty of ideas jus from the two of us."
Saga Bearclaw looks behind over her mention, noticing the blessing was over. "You getting a blessing too, pardon what was your name again?" She said to the roe, having forgotten.
Adalhaid Rask: "We can join her and your friend now, should you want to."
Maruud Alfayesh nods between Saga and Aedan "Indeed. I will have to query friend and associates alike for ideas as well. Though I do haveÂ a broad spectrum of what I want to do."
Worren Tigre is unsure if he should give a hand shake or what, so he just gives an awkward bow.Â "...thanks.Â I'll see you later then."
Saga Bearclaw punches her open palm in gesture. "Worren, you want to come to the celebration I'm hosting tonight at my apartment?"
Aedan Steelweaver offers a nod to Worren as he approaches.
Worren Tigre: "House warming party?"
Saga Bearclaw: "Oh no. Just a poorly planned surprise party for my little sister."
Saga Bearclaw: "Not much of a surprise anymore though."
Saga Bearclaw: "I'm bad at surprises."
Aedan Steelweaver: "Won't be much of one now, yeah."
Aedan Steelweaver grins sidelong at Saga.
Saga Bearclaw: "She will be surprised though."
Worren Tigre: "I'll see you there."
Saga Bearclaw gestures intimidatingly at her sister.
Worren Tigre: "Maybe have a giant cake with a naked man jumping out of it?Â That'd be quite the surprise for her."
Maruud Alfayesh places his open palm in his fist at his side, extends both in front of him in a clandestine bow, and nods his head "I have business I'll need to attend to shortly." He nods to Worren, Adalhaid and the others. "I will try to attend any future ceremonies."
Saga Bearclaw: "Hope to see you there."
Aedan Steelweaver: "Was good talkin with ya if nothin else."
Maruud Alfayesh drops his hands to his side. Not before patting Worren on the shoulder "I will see you soon. Take care friend."
Worren Tigre: "I'll be in touch."
Maruud Alfayesh turns on his heel and walks off, giving a small wave as he does.
Worren Tigre: "Good luck."
Saga Bearclaw: "Oi little sister, see you at our apartment."
Saga Bearclaw: "Don't be too late."
Adalhaid Rask: "Mm? Ah, I'll be along in a moment."
Adalhaid Rask: "I won't be, I promise."
Aedan Steelweaver gives a nod. "Guess I'll be seein yall there."
Worren Tigre: "I'll need to go get changed before the party."
Aedan Steelweaver looks to himself then back to Worren. "Mm...mebbe not a bad idea."

Jancis Milburga: "Sir Armstrong is of the same mind. That the return to a home will be with more people and stronger than before. Can only wonder if we will see it with our own eyes here, or if Thal's grace will let us see what the trade our payments have been upon the other side of the thread."
Jancis Milburga takes a slow breath, "Either way, I am very blessed to be here and grow a new understanding; a better one."

And so the cavern cleared out in Little Ala Mhigo, the regular bustle soon to return. Thank you for an amazing experience.

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