[center][h1][b][color=00aeef]Chres Sansus[/color][/b][/h1][/center]

Interaction with [@Typical] [@HokumPocus]

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Talon flicked his wings sharply. His posture stiffened; his feathers ruffling ever so slightly. Talon spoke in a long drawn out voice. [color=slategray][b]“It is not my place to answer that question.”[/b][/color] He said with a hint of annoyance. [color=slategray][b]“My bond is sacred. My allegiance? … Not to you.”[/b][/color]

Talon looked to Farris, eyeing the man distrustfully. His eyes narrowed, widened, and then narrowed yet again. [color=slategray][b]“It seems my master has invited you inside.”[/b][/color] He said with a click of his tongue. [color=slategray][b]“In this town, words are best spoken under a shroud of light.”[/b][/color] A side door opened to the building behind Talon. Inside came a familiar green glow.

Chres raised his head at bird’s choice of words. He looked to the open door and the crystal jade glow emitted from within. Whoever Talon’s master was, it was clear that person already had a working knowledge on how to shield his or her self from the cult.  

Chres hesitated. He turned his gaze to the building from which the innkeeper had yet to return.

[color=slategray][b]“My master does not grant invitations lightly. I suggest you accept the offer."[/b][/color] Talon warned. [color=slategray][b]"For your own sake... and for the sake of your comrade.”[/b][/color] 

An unease befell Chres. The atmosphere surrounding them had gone unnaturally silent. The entire street appeared to be watching them. Waiting to see what the group would do.