Location: Cross Swords
Sundos was a little taken aback by Saul's request to not call him 'brother'. Saul was one of the races of light. All of the races of light were children of Lathander. It was the sun that gave them all life. How could they not be brothers under the Father Sun?
Clearly at a loss of words, Sundos replied to Saul,"I meant no offense. I believe we are all brothers and sisters under the Father Sun. However, I shall not refer to you as 'brother' again."
Sundos' stew and mug of water had barely arrived when Saul told him to follow. He quickly drank the water and ate a few rushed mouthfuls of stew. He was accustomed to having meals interrupted to carry out work for the temple. It happened more often than not.
He rushed out towards the tavern's door with everybody else and to catch up to Saul. His backpack was half on, he had his coin pouch in one hand and the other carried his stew bowl. He drank from the bowl as one would drink from a cup. He drank as much of the stew as he could. He carefully placed the bowl on a table as he ran out of the tavern.
Once his back was on and his other gear better situated, he jogged to catch up to Saul and asked, "Inside of the tavern you called me 'Father'. Does that mean I may address you as 'Son'?" Sundos chuckled a little. "I prefer you call me, 'Brother', but if you will not, you may call me by my title of 'Dawnbringer', or just Sundos will work too. How shall I address you, Br.. hmm... Saul?"