[center][h1][url=https://dicecloud.com/character/Xt4oQPCh6DZr8Np6D/Arehm-of-Haven][color=black]Ahrem Grenstone[/color][/url]
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[color=black]Knight of the Black Sword[/color][/h1][/center]
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[center][h2]Haven[/h2][/center]
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Ahrem raised a hand at Says’s notion, requesting her to wait just a moment. [color=black]“I’m sure the last few days have been rough on you both, brave Watchmen. Would you be willing to tell us what you know in exchange for a... song, perhaps?”[/color] Ahrem asked, before taking a flute out from a special case strapped to his belt. [color=black]“I will be playing a song called ‘Rest by the Mountainside.’ It is one many bards of my caliber know, and it is played in many taverns to invigorate weary travelers.”[/color] Ahrem mentioned, before whispering a few magical words and gesturing at his flute, using the Prestidigitation spell to let it glow faintly.

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VaX9vEHIIZE]And at once, Ahrem began to play the flute…[/url]

The guardsmen frown as the flute glows, sure they are being had by some parlour trick. One of them, Frank, gets up to shoo the pair off the Gatehouse stoop, before a moving melody stems from the flute, Ahrem's fingers moving deftly across and ushering forth an invigorating tune. Frank shrugs, nodding his approval as he sits back down and has a bite of stew. After the last note plays, the guards' disposition had warmed. [color=yellow]"Alright, alright, if it will give us a moment's peace... Head up to the Fairview Estate by the Cistern. Their daughter is the most recent to have disappeared... And here - "[/color] Harold hands Ahrem a scroll of recommendation, identifying the holder as an errant of the City Watch. [color=yellow]"Gods be with ya - now may we finish our meal, my lord?"[/color]

Ahrem bowed in thanks to the guards and shuffling his flute back into its case, and holding onto the scroll. Turning to Saya, he nodded his head before he began walking, gesturing her follow.	Saya was standing rather astonished that it worked out, as well as simply not expecting it in the first place. Seeing his attempt to make his performance enhanced with a little magic as well made her question who he seemed to be even more as she carefully followed him out. As they got away from the guards and out into the public she stayed following behind silently. Contemplating if it was a good idea to stay nearby more unsure of who he may be, but he seemed perfectly casual with his use of magic and his successful act. For now, she decided it was harmless but the curiosity remained.

Once they were well away from the guards, Ahrem threw his hood back up. After mulling over about their encounter for a bit, Ahrem had realized his use of magic earlier. Was he beginning to feel less subtle about it, now that he was officially recognized as magically sensitive? Despite that, he felt like he had absconded from telling his new ally of all his skills.

[color=black]“I know a bit of magic,”[/color] Ahrem spoke, suddenly, [color=black]“Though, it is mostly just a few minor magical tricks most mages know, I also learned a few defensive spells, as well. I didn’t mention it because I...”[/color] Ahrem paused, suddenly. He was about to mention his curse to her, but shook his head after a few seconds of pausing. [color=black]“Never mind about that. Was it true what the Watchman said about you, being a priest, by the way?”[/color]

As Ahrem spoke she listened carefully for possible lies in his voice out of the desire to keep herself safe, but she didn't feel as if he was lying. As he asked her about being a priest she stopped for a second as her hand once again went to her necklace, before taking a few quick steps to catch back up to Ahrem and respond. [color=#FD3459]"It makes sense that you wouldn't be forward about magic."[/color] she first responded quietly before she lifted her head up to glance over to Ahrem. [color=#FD3459]"As far as priest, no... I don't work at any temple though I guess he mistook me for a priestess or an aid."[/color]

When Saya stopped, Ahrem didn’t notice until she was out of his peripheral vision, stopping and turning to let her catch up. [color=black]“Ah, I see,”[/color] He nodded. [color=black]“Might I ask what god you worship, by the way?”[/color] Saya continued to look around, knowing that she had heard Haven became more open to faith and the like made her slightly more comfortable, but she was worried how touchy of a subject it was. [color=#FD3459]"Issaries."[/color] she said after a moment. [color=#FD3459]"Though, I understand that all the gods play a part with one another.”[/color]

[color=black]"Issaries?"[/color] Ahrem repeated, thinking for a moment. [color=black]"I remember a passing bard mentioning the same goddess. It's where I got the idea of the song I improvised, earlier."[/color] Ahrem began thinking of the gods, a bit more, and the prospect of worshipping them. He wasn't raised to worship the gods, learning not to depend on their blessings from his Mother, and understandably so, given the Curse both he and his father have or are currently suffering. Ahrem would have scorned the gods, too, if not for what he learned earlier today about just where this mark of [i]Jydes[/i] originated from. Ahrem clutched his chest at the thought, remembering the stinging pain of it, once again.

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[center][h2]Fairview Estate, Haven Cistern[/h2][/center]
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As Ahrem seemed to grab his chest without thought, Saya stole a quick look at the action before turning forward again. [color=#FD3459]"So you aren't a Bard yourself? You could be, you played fairly well.”[/color] she complimented to remain nice before her gazed was drawn back towards their arrival at the Fairview estate. Luckily it remained in a less crowded region of the city since the markets were now away from them and the main festivities were towards the square. [color=#FD3459]"And it seems we have arrived-"[/color] she quietly added to her previous statement. Gazing at the home before her that seemed to contain quite a bit of wealth. At least, far more than she even thought about owning herself. [color=#FD3459]"Perhaps you should knock-"[/color]

[color=black]"I actually wanted to be a Bard when I was younger. I always loved to brighten peoples' day, even if it were just from a small gesture..."[/color] Ahrem mentioned, looking down and remembering his childhood days where he would try his best to cheer up his mother, who was generally miserable due to his father being lost to the curse. He could only imagine how devastated she feels, now, knowing her son is afflicted with the same malady.

Looking up to the estate, Ahrem nodded to Saya's suggestion, pulling down his hood and walking up to it...