A Matter of Faith

Miyana aids in restoring the cellar to its original condition, still not fully comprehending what has happened here.

We’ll get out of your way, Will says when the area is finally clean. We’ll just take our collateral back please. It’s been a pleasure!

Boudica grumbles about a Thyatian owning this place when it sits atop such a holy site, but she supposed it was no different than having Halav’s grave site overrun with goblins. Perhaps one day she will command enough money and power to be able to buy this place and clear out the other.

Once out, she hefted the staff and said, "Um, where to now? An Inn to sleep?"

Yes. The nearest Inn. I’d stay have a pint here, but…Karl is probably glad to have us out of his medievally-minded hair.

Kelvin’s a great big town, let’s see what we can get into!

Boudica sighs and says, "Let’s at least try to find a Traladaran place, if possible. If not, well, then somewhere quiet."

Boudica enters and draws in a big breath, smelling the aromas. "Ah, that smells amazing! Reminds me of my mother’s food…" Then she greets the innkeeper in Traladaran, saying, "Good evening, ma’am! We’re weary travelers just arrived in Lavv, looking for good food and a warm hearth. How are you this evening?"

Will attempts to find a table, and takes a seat. Looking forward to perhaps a meal he can actually taste!

Yes please, a bit of Spirytus would do nicely I’m sure, Will replies kindly.

He gazes at a glass of water. Then, at a nearby glass of wine. You don’t think, he asks Boudica. Maybe?

He focuses his gaze upon the glass of water. And…wishes for a glass of wine. Just as an experiment.

Miyana sighs gratefully, glad for the evening after a day's labor. "Spirytus would be lovely," she replies when asked. Then she looks quizically at Will. "What are you doing?"

Boudica nods and follows her companions in accepting the Spirytus and orders a classic traditional Traladaran dish for dinner as well.

Listening Barns appears to be common local gent but deadly weapons say otherwise. And that packed backpack says he travels. So, this priest spots well. Barns keeps a holy symbol of the Church of Thyatis hung around his neck on a leather cord.

From an adjacent table, curious Barns inquires, "Would your excellence be looking for some out-of-town help? I answer to Barns.

As Barns is a free man and some extra coin wouldn't hurt. And those that don't look, don't find. Traveler Barns is quick to the point as he sees opportunity knocking. This priest has caught his interest.

Description: Barns is middle age Thytian. He is a good five feet, eleven inches tall and lean. He has classic blue eyes and his hair light brown with a lot of blonde in it. He is dressed in a long-sleeved linen shirt, buttons up front, with long trousers that is common for the area. His longsword, dagger & handaxe hanging off his side is not common. There is symbol of the Church of Thyatis handing on a leather cord around his neck showing some religion. He has a backpack with a quiver of arrows and a longbow in leather sack as well as a hooded lantern strapped to it. Add a traveling waterskin & belt pouch to him and you know he is adventurous.

Miyana pauses in mid-drink, listening to the priest's words.

Boudica does not respond to the priest and continues to eat her succulent Traladaran meal, though she is listening to the exchange with interest.

I was just testing the waters, Will replies to Miyana.
Well met, come join us, our fightery fellow says to Barns. Have some Spirytus with us, if that’s your thing!

Active Barns takes note of both the priest and Will.

To Will, he responds back, "Why that sounds rather inviting and yes I too like the flavor of Spirytus." and he adds on with a smile, "And careful not to enjoy too much."

As he is taking seat at the table, he replies back to the Priest, "Some immediate delivery services would not be a problem."