Hark ducked the low door frame of the small cottage he was taking quarter in and stepped out into the evening air. He rolled his broad shoulders, let out a sigh and started heading down the small path to the main road. The sun was setting on the lake and making it look like some wealthy lord had dropped a million small crystals into the water. Once he made it to the main road leading into town he made a left in the direction of the The Dockside View. Hunger was starting to grip his stomach and he knew the bar had some of the best quail he had ever tasted. As he walked past a small church he noticed one of the cult members leaving and the pastor seeing him out with a concerned expression on his face. Hark turned his head and picked his pace a little till the church was out of his view. He and a handful of the Royal Guard had been chosen to keep watch at shimmer town to monitor the progress of the cult who were allowed to occupy the major town. Hark looked to the glowing gold and orange sky, he was deeply troubled that the king allowed the Cult to occupy some of the towns to spread their teaching. He grew up learning that they should never be trusted and to stay far away as possible from them and now they were in the heart of the Nation of Sight. He had witnessed the King kill his most trusted adviser after the seaming leader of the Cult gave him visions making his eyes bleed and the sight of that still gave him nightmares. What was even more odd is the King selected over half the guard to start carrying out special missions. They were stripped of their armor and markings that would signal they were part of the guard and were almost being used as undercover mercenaries. Hark knew the king only had the best interests for the people be he feared he was getting himself into something almost evil dealing with the Cult of Insight, but he pushed those thoughts out of his head he was only a lieutenant and was no where near in a positions to ask any questions. After a short while he spotted the bar and when he came closer he could hear the usual banter from inside of the bar. As he entered he noticed it was at almost full capacity and spotted a empty stool at the bar and took a seat. He waited a moment before a familiar figure came out of the back. [color=a36209]"Ah it's nice to see your face again Hark"[/color] The innkeeper asked in a joyful tone, "You want the usual?" A slight nod was all Hark replied with and tossed him two gold coins and the innkeeper diapered into the back to let his wife know to start on a quail. As he sat waiting for his food he slowly rubbed his silver energy ring he kept on his left ring finger and watched the rowdy crowd going about their evening clearly trying to forget about the current grim situation the Nation was in.