.:-*Orbs of Infinity*-:.

[Gin]

((OoC: Ah, so it starts... Perhaps Vaidia knows that this is a straight copy of my first post from AWFF, buuuut, instead of seeing me as lazy see me as a man of sertain that this RP will continue on for quite some time and my copied post is not because I am lazy though, it is just because I don't got time at the moment to write a new one ))

The powerful sight of the nature around the temple was nice, Cergil letted his lucky feather go...

"My Goddess, thanks for guiding me..." He spoke with a soft tone, the town was called the Sleeping Willow, a rather good name for this calm appearance of their temple.
A large tree reached above the top hills in this town, and with'in was this temple, ancient and made out of the finest white stone and calm blue/green crystals...

With'in it was a alter, a pool with fresh water from the springs up the mountains in west, a few benches and a statue of the Goddess in the back centre of the temple...
Sunlight was facing her at the moment and a mass would be held soon, the weakly dawn mass where the people of Sleeping Willow would go and praise the Goddess and plea for miracles...

Cergil had gotten a call, a inner call to reach this place and be with the people of this sertain mass and at this sertain time...

*What next?* He thought as he stepped into the temple, calm low taps echoed as he entered, the priest bowed and greeted Cergil to this temple...

Cergil sat down, far in the back and started to pray.

Soon the music would start, people would get in here, lit a candle and sing the Highlands Song and Goddess We Praise...

[elander]

A white hooded figure holding a staff walks slowly through the gates of Sleeping Willow. Many if its inhabitants and turn and watch curious, rarely do visitors come hooded, let alone those in white rather than black. Glancing around the figure sees the majority of the residents seem to be Human but there are a fair amount of Elves wandering the streets as well. Rising above the buildings was a large tree which couldn't be missed. Several people appeared to be heading there even though it was early morning. One could only guess it was possibly a worship area.
The figure came to a halt in front of a tavern named "The Splintered Branch" and walked inside. The bunch inside the tavern didn't look near as friendly even though it had very few patrons. The bartender eyed the figure then asked what he could do for him.
Figure replied, "I seek a room, I have traveled far and must rest before night. My name is Taedos. If anyone should come for me, though no one should know I am here. Please do not disturb me."
Bartender simple said, "Ya ya, the typical. You can pay when you check out, here's your key."
Taedos snatched the key from his hand and headed for his room, exhausted from the all night travel.

[Roara]

Evan was standing in front of the church, wearily thinking of if he should go in or not. Any necromancer caught in a holy church would probably have a price put on his head.

"I wonder if it is worth it?" He mumbled, then looked to the buildings around it. Some were high enough to reach climbable ledges, and let him in windows of the large temple.

***

After carefully climbing up nearby buildings, he jumped onto the ledge of the church. There, he skimmed around it, until slipping into a window where we wouldn't be noticed. He was high enough to see and hear what was going on, but not to be seen in the dimmed light.

[Gin]

Cegil listened to the mass walking in, a intensed energy this day it was, suprisingly intensed as people already spoke of news and the light wasn't really shining at is top yet,


Perhaps, people are getting ready with preparations of todays work with the Crimson Oaks, the beautiful yet deadly artist of time and a player with fire, this special oak seem more wonderful to look at than to work with,

During blooming sesons this tree fell out all it's seed in the air and as it connects to dry spaces flames are unavoidable and sometimes if a tree is old enough rainy weather won't matter as the fierce seed burn out a large piece of the fields around the areas...

The Priest entered followed by traine priest and priestesses...

Gathering behind the alter they awaited a silence for the High Priest to speak...