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Post by Vaxel on Jan 26, 2017 10:50:39 GMT -5
//Any who wish to interact with eachother within the Shrine can feel free to do so here A man in white and black robes walks into the shrine while carrying a large box with runes inscribed upon it. Upon entering he places it down at the side of the shrine and moves to the alter. He offers a small prayer before walking back over to the box, and meditates with it resting infront of him.
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Post by Penguin on Jan 26, 2017 21:01:51 GMT -5
*A cleric of Bahamut walks to the man and speaks softly to him, gesturing to the box and shaking his head sorrowfully. He mentions that he has no knowledge of something precious being sought, and thanks the meditating for the care he's clearly taking of what rests inside the box. He also might mention that donations and support are always appreciated.*
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Post by Dimitri on Jan 26, 2017 23:16:07 GMT -5
Dimitri Golde is often seen coming and going from the Shrine. Usually tithing every other visit, or more if he can. Sometimes he just meditates for a time, others he seems lost in thought as he looks at the crystal formations.
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Post by Vaxel on Jan 27, 2017 10:12:35 GMT -5
*the robed man speaks with the cleric, a slight look of sadness in his eyes*
"What do you suggest that I do? I was told a Silver frequents here... does she still? I hoped to at least meet with them in the hopes that perhaps they could... foster it?"
*he sighs quietly, glancing back at the box for a moment before returning his gaze to the cleric*
"If the burden falls upon me, then I will do everything I can to ensure its requirements are met, however it would be much safer in the hands of its kin..."
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Post by offduty on Jan 27, 2017 20:49:07 GMT -5
Lynn walks into the shrine sitting down a cleaning bucket just inside the door. Stretching out her wings as she walks to the altar. Looking up her voice rises as she sings in draconic to the statue. Those who could understand her would know she is praying. When her prayers finish she folds her wings tightly against her back and turns to the man. Her voice soft as she speaks.
"I'm Lynn Rose Dove faithful shield of my Lord, and caretaker of his shrine. May he spread his wings over you lending to you his strength and wisdom."
Turning to the Cleric her wings opening with a flutter as she bows. "May I get anything? A cup of hot tea and cookies perhaps?"
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Post by Vaxel on Jan 28, 2017 21:24:30 GMT -5
*The robed man can be seen on most days within the Shrine for quite some time. After long hours of meditating he seems to move and sit down next to his what appears to now be his signature box, either thinking to himself or about the shrine, whenever he sees a new person enter he looks up at them with a hopeful gaze, often introducing himself and hoping to get to know them.* Lynn walks into the shrine sitting down a cleaning bucket just inside the door. Stretching out her wings as she walks to the altar. Looking up her voice rises as she sings in draconic to the statue. Those who could understand her would know she is praying. When her prayers finish she folds her wings tightly against her back and turns to the man. Her voice soft as she speaks. "I'm Lynn Rose Dove faithful shield of my Lord, and caretaker of his shrine. May he spread his wings over you lending to you his strength and wisdom." Turning to the Cleric her wings opening with a flutter as she bows. "May I get anything? A cup of hot tea and cookies perhaps?" *small smile to Lynn as he watches and hears her prayer* "I see you're one of the faithful. You have the look of one, with those wings of yours." *he gives a light chuckle before continuing* "I'd like to introduce myself, if I may. I am Quin Leonall. I'm here in search of a Silver Dragon." *he scratches the side of his cheek and furrows his brows at what he just said* "A bit odd to ask, but I don't suppose you know of where I might be able to find one?" Dimitri Golde is often seen coming and going from the Shrine. Usually tithing every other visit, or more if he can. Sometimes he just meditates for a time, others he seems lost in thought as he looks at the crystal formations. *After seeing Dimitri come and go a couple of times, the robed man eventually speaks out* "You have the look of a man with plenty on their mind." *he smirks* "I can relate to you some there, if that is the case. But perhaps in this place we can help eachother with what plagues our thoughts or creates us worries?" *he dips his head to Dimitri and continues* "I am Quin Leonall, here to... hopefully... meet with a metallic Dragon." *he shakes his head when he says it, clearly believing his own words sound ridiculous* "What about yourself...?" *he tilts his head to Dimitri*
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Post by Dimitri on Jan 28, 2017 23:08:12 GMT -5
Dimitri smiled faintly, nodding politely. "A pleasure to meet you, Quin Leonall. I am Dimitri Golde, Commander of the Ironsworn. Having someone to discuss our thoughts with? Friends are just strangers you haven't met yet, after all." He offered his hand, a firm shake given if taken. "To meet a Metallic? I don't think it's insane, after all it's an admirable goal. I'm mostly here to destress, and relax. I've always been a follower of Bahamut, and the shrine finally being here in Cormyr is wonderful to see and enjoy properly." The man was dressed in purple and golde, a handsome suit to accompany his handsome features, red hair and beard with golden eyes obvious beneath his hood, and even the sight of golden scales along his body if he were to ever remove the jacket.
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