Seeking an audience with Ranan

[shanara]

Shana quietly enters the Great Hall, her expression one of determination but respect. Respect for the power she knew he wielded. Talon would be angry, she knew. So recently back from Silverymoon and already putting herself at risk. But so much had changed to the region she thought of now as home. She had to know and if there was any one who could tell her, would it would be him.

A guard stepped forward taking in her dress with a sneer.

Leering, he blocked her path, his voice heavy with disdain, "Whatcha think you're doing here, Dawnbringer?"

"I wish to speak with the Captain. Please inform him that Shana Aers, Dawnbringer of the Morning Lord seeks an audience with him at his earliest convenience." her voice gentle and calm.

It only seemed to anger him. "What'd he want with the likes of you?" his lips curled wickedly, " 'haps I could be of... service to you?"

Speaking quietly, ignoring the curious stares of the other guards, her eyes remain passive though a small glint of sympathy enters them, "You presume to speak for your Captain? I shall be sure to mention it to him when I see him. And I shall see him"

A sudden look of uncertainty and fear enters the man’s eyes. "Nay, I'll let him know you seek audience with him."

As the guard scurried away, Shana settled into one of the chairs lining the Great Hall to wait for an answer.

She ignored the speculative glances of the remaining guards, her own expression passive and calm belying the trembling within her.

[Grozer]

Consumed in his thoughts standing on the Redmist docks, he stared out toward the water pulling his cloak tighter as the cold wind blew and the fog creeped around him. Not hearing the heavy boots striding along the planks, he was surprised to hear the sudden voice from behind.

"Captain, someone is requesting to see you."

His head turned slightly, glancing momentarily at the soldier before returning his focus to the distance, his voice emotionless as if his thoughts were elsewhere: "Unless it is an Overseer and I am needed, I do not wish to be disturbed."

Turning to face the guard, the Captain leveled a piercing gaze as the young guard boldly defied the command and continued to explain who was waiting.

"After all this time, this should be quite interesting indeed. Was she alone or accompanied by a man named Talon?

I see. Offer her food, drink and let her know I will see her shortly. However, she will wait. Let her sit and question herself for a time..."

The Priest turned back to the water, snapping at the guard. "Go now! You have your orders."

Then quietly underbreath to himself: "Persistant, yet misguided faith.... returning at last." He couldnt help but smirk.