[color=9B1436][center][h1]Eilidh Chiron[/h1][/center][/color]


Eilidh bowed respectfully in greeting at the Dark Priest, and was about to reply to her questions when the Priest took the words out of her mouth and ushered her in urgently. Eilidh let herself be led, once again noting the differences that many cultures had compared to Home. On the plains, wounds were so commonplace that they were treated quickly but in a relaxed manner. Nobody was ever shocked from seeing an injury. Whereas in this town, the concern of the townspeople was touching, but melodramatic in the Centaur's eyes.

As she was laid upon a church pew, she took some time to look at the Church, and noticed the evidence of renovations, and the mixture of Order and Heathen imagery decorating the holy building. This told Eilidh that this building was recently a Church of the Order, and it stood to reason that this whole port town was likewise. To see so quick a change so recently, and too have not heard gossip, rumor or hearsay about it struck Eilidh as strange. Just what did happen here recently? A battle? Were the Order forced out? Eilidh was so consumed in thought that she almost did not notice that the Priest had finished healing and had asked her a question.

[color=9B1436]"Oh! Ah, I was escorting a charge from Sonarra, who were under my protection. It was a good thing, too, or they'd have most definitely been arrested on the journey without my help. Relations between Sonarra and the Varjans are souring and they wanted to leave before a full blown revolt kicked off."[/color]


[@PaulHaynek]