[center][color=9e0b0f]Kurtis El Von Braumer[/color][/center] [center]Midnight before the meeting[/center] Darkness all around him and the cold, wait cold. This isn't the isle he was sold from, wherein gods names could he be. He stared forward and felt a wooden wall in front of him, then to his sides and behind him. He stood and hit his head almost immediately, as he was thrown up like whatever he was in was being tossed about. Which, of course, was being tossed about on the inside of this container. He grumbled slightly as he just sat back down and closed his eyes before his container hit another bump before stopping, sending him for a little into the front wall. "Praise that I do not freeze here and die, for my gifts to this world are fully given to those who truly need it." He said before a small slot opened up, with a tray being pushed inside. Bread, water, some bits of unknown meat. Well, at least whoever had him fed him well. But through this, the wind also struck as his bones. He took the items from the tray and used the tray to block the port. It left him in the dark again, but it would halt the cold for a short time. [color=00aeef]"lift it and we will give you blankets, it's cold and you're supposed to enjoy your stay, which I wouldn't know why they gave us that to put you in..."[/color] some man muttered from outside the carriage, he did as he was told, and through the slot, several large blankets were given. "Where are we going?" Kurtis asked as he slowly moved one blanket to cover the hole a little, and the others around a corner to which he found himself lying in the pile like a feral dog with thrown away bedding or towels. [color=00aeef]"You'll figure out when we get there Von Braumer[/color] Kurtis would eat, and then he would think, something he hasn't done in a very long time, probably not even at this moment, but something would strike him funny, did they just say his name, instead of Kurtis, but Von Braumer? He shrugged it off and leaned back, wait, is he going home. No, the answer would be, but he would find out in a few hours. [center]_____________________________________________________________________________________________[/center] [center]Early Morning[/center] He wasn't as cold as he had been before, he was still cold to the bone but he had a somewhat full stomach and blankets covering the rags he wore. He stared out into the blank void of darkness that surrounded him. Then the wagon, and therefor the container they shoved him in stopped, and he went forward some into the wall when it stopped. [color=2e3192]"Is this the carriage we sent for Von Braumer?"[/color] asked an older voice. [color=00aeef]"Aye, and we gave him blankets and food, well we just gave him blankets when it started snowing."[/color] replied the voice from before. [color=0054a6]"It looks more like a prisoner box."[/color] [color=00aeef]"Aye it is, we got it because we bought him from a gentleman trading, we were surprised we ran into him.[/color] A thwack could be heard outside the carriage. [color=0054a6]"Well go on, get him out of there, and get him some clothes, a bath, and some real food... he isn't a prisoner, he's a guest."[/color] [color=00aeef]"I thought he was gonna be one of the goddesses serving boys."[/color] another thwack would be heard. [color=0054a6]"Get him out of there, and I might not disown you and your brother, idiots both of you for keeping a guest locked up in the dark for... however long you had him."[/color] The latch lowering one of the walls was lowered and a scraggly looking man with somewhat greying hair appeared in a pile of blankets on the side of it. There were vomit and other bodily fluids through the crate, and it had a wretched smell. The main looked up at the two younger men and the other man who looked maybe five to ten years older than him. "Burn this box, and don't speak of this to anyone... A bath, a barber who can let me properly and cut my hair, and something to ea ... I don't remember most of my travels after I got back to the mainland, but if I am to be seen with any goddess, I do not wish to be looking like her worst subject, and from the looks of it, I don't want to look like a peasant in front of people who know me." [color=0054a6]"Of course, if you are to guide the Goddess as one of the Divine, we will get what you need... and have some of what you are known for in the quarters we have provided for you. Now, if you will follow me, let us get you a bath, and something to shape your appearance, we have clothing and items that may fulfill your current needs before we have you meet those who will join you on the goddess's journey, as well as meeting the goddess.[/color] Kurtis would pull his legs over the sides of the where he laid, and he would fall on the ground, having some trouble standing as he hadn't truly stood in some while. Having to be helped to his feet before his night could continue. [center]_____________________________________________________________________________________________[/center] [center]Morning[/center] To the beginning of the "William Tell Overture." He opened his eyes and stretched a bit, feeling a bed beneath him, at least one fir over him, a somewhat shaped hair and beard. Not reeking of piss and excrement, it felt odd, much like his childhood, had his last year or two been a dream? It was warm, and on the side table was an apple, bread, and cheese, a smaller bottle of wine and a glass. Some had already been eaten, and he felt a bit of cheese in his teeth, it was nice. Calm, and sweet. He looked at the walls, the ceiling sliding from the bed after only several hours of sleep, not many but he felt well-rested. Maybe it had been all a dream, but this wasn't a room he had been in before, but he did remember some of the architecture and craftsmanship styles from when he was a child. He grabbed the apple and took a bite to it, he felt sick to his stomach, probably the wine, and also food that is somewhat fresh. A knock rapped along his door and he looked to it, "Yes?" he asked. [color=0054a6]"We should be getting prepared with several other of the Divine for when you meet the one who will awaken the Goddess."[/color] said Clergil, one of the servent heads. [color=0054a6]"But come, I'll show you to the hall where the other Diviners will meet, and where you will meet Ariella, who you will help with awakening the goddess, and with your recent divination and ability with the gods... We hope that there can be wonders made...[/color] It wasn't a dream, this bed is just comfy and I think I've had too much wine with not enough food, thought Kurtis as he got dressed.