In about an hour of time, the old priest had got his thoughts together and figured it was the time to meet up with the shifty looking druid. Undoubtedly they had played some vital part in the defence of Greenest to be recognised and thanked by the Governor themselves, but Father Falconmoon could not shake the odd feeling he had about this man of nature. Finding them had been easy enough as they seemed to gather quite a crowd around themselves by putting up little shows every now and then, so the priest simply chose to wait until he was done with his current one before addressing the man.
But indeed as soon as he was done, Falconmoon approached Torus. "Old druid, I am Father Falconmoon of the local temple as you may well know. You have my thanks for saving my flock and myself from the assault and I would like to talk with you. Will you allow me this?" he requested, turning quite a few heads of the crowd. Why would their religious leader be interested in someone who followed not their way? Perhaps he was there to convert the man? Falconmoon cared little for the chatter of those around him however and waited for the druid to answer.
Were he to accept, he had already requested the castellan to make some room in a nearby storage so that they would not need to chat under everyone's watchful eye, since you never knew what kind of secrets a wanderer might have. It was always easier to talk with them when they could know that not everyone was there to eavesdrop on them. His first question would undoubtedly have to be what he and the future head of the local temple had to discuss in hushed voice.
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