"Why do I never get to be present for the important and special meetings!?"
" ... other than raiding bars, picking fights and terrorizing the local markets?"
Standing around with her arms folded across her chest, and her face forming a sour pout; the Night Elf eventually raised an eyebrow to throw a glare down at the dwarf standing next to her.
"It's a vacation."
"Really?"
"Yes, sort of. Though I spend most of it taking care of Li who is in there right now," Rithrynn would explain, leaning her head towards the door to Thea's chamber.
"Her backside is like a magnet to all sorts of assassins and other goons, and it doesn't help that she has absolutely no concept or understanding of danger either!"
Rithrynn said, before doing a quick mental summary in her head to count all the times she had saved Liaena in the past. But it would be a number a bit higher than anything she was prepared to count to, and so she gazed back down at the dwarf who was still looking at her.
"It is sort of like trying to herd a sheep through a forest of wolves, except that this sheep has severe anger management issues, lesser to greater symptoms of insanity; and an irresistible urge to charge at any wolf it sees."
The alcohol from the dwarf's bottle still lingered in the air, and upon reaching Rithrynn's nostrils, it was enough to cause the Night Elf to wince. Although she had consumed her own fair share of wine, dwarven beer or spirits was something she had never actually tasted. And judging from what it smelled like, she probably had no desire to do so either anytime in the future! That is without even considering the fact that any alcohol other than wine was illegal wherever Darnassus' authorities had control.
"How do you even keep that vile liquid from burning through you anyway?" Rithrynn eventually asked, eyeing the dwarf's cloak where he had retreated the canteen.
How the dwarves even managed to stomach their own drinks was a mystery to the Night Elf, and considering their high volume, it was even more bizarre that they were supposedly a race of smiths and workshop runners. One would have thought that with such strong drinks, any dwarf would be prone to instantaneous spontaneous combustion if they ever came close to a hot forge!
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Rithrynn had been watching the rather heated conversation that was taking place in the room. In whatever hierarchy they had in the Cathedral, the Night Elf could only assume that Priestess Thea was some sort of big shot. And the fact that she could somehow manage to keep control over Liaena and her ilk was enough to make the analogy between Thea and a cat herder. Because both jobs must have been just as difficult!
But as much as she might have enjoyed seeing Liaena being talked down and locked by Thea, seeing as the black haired girl was as stubborn as ten dwarves and as persistent as a braindead woodpecker, Rithrynn felt that it would be unwise to leave her completely alone.
“I wish you wouldn’t miss your appointments”
"Li did help uncover a secret cult hiding out beneath the sewers of Stormwind. Which was also guarded by assassins lying in ambush! I think a few missed appointments means very little in comparison to foiling the practice of dark magic beneath your very feet!"
"Quiet, twisted harpy; this matter is between the people of the cloth!" Was a lightning fast response from Marshal, who jabbed his finger at Rithrynn.
The father's comment did little to improve Rithrynn's mood it seemed, as the elf's silvery eyes narrowed on the old man like that of a threatening predator!
"Your contribution against this darkness has not exceeded the point of meaningless banter and rants. If it had not been for me and my sisters, you would not even know about the existence of this cult growing right below your very feet!" Rithrynn spat back with a sharp tone against Marshal, returning a finger of her own at Marshal before turning to Thea as the Night Elf walked up next to Liaena who was sitting in her bed.
"I have no idea if you know or not, but Li here is messed up in the head, incapable of telling danger. She WILL go after her friend regardless of what happens here today, whether you choose you support your own pupil or not! She is on the trail of a Death Knight leading a Death Cult here in Stormwind. Could there possibly be a more noble quest? She is preventing a possible catastrophe!"
"The only catastrophe there will be is if we allow her to run off to that castle!" Marshal brummed loudly, knocking the bottom of his staff down in the stone floor to make his point clearer.
"The girl is a menace, and your influence on her is a bad one!"
"You dumb ap,-"
Rithrynn had opened her mouth to spew out a flurry of bile at Marshal, but decided it against it and closed her mouth. She was probably not going to make any impression on Thea, whether or not she choose to verbally or physically abuse the old man. Grudgingly, Rithrynn turned her head away from Marshal, swearing revenge on the old man before turning to look at Thea.
"Me and my sisters will protect Li here in her search, but she needs your support if we are to have any major victory against this cult! Their power vastly overshadows each of us if we stand alone!"
But as much as she might have enjoyed seeing Liaena being talked down and locked by Thea, seeing as the black haired girl was as stubborn as ten dwarves and as persistent as a braindead woodpecker, Rithrynn felt that it would be unwise to leave her completely alone.
“I wish you wouldn’t miss your appointments”
"Li did help uncover a secret cult hiding out beneath the sewers of Stormwind. Which was also guarded by assassins lying in ambush! I think a few missed appointments means very little in comparison to foiling the practice of dark magic beneath your very feet!"
"Quiet, twisted harpy; this matter is between the people of the cloth!" Was a lightning fast response from Marshal, who jabbed his finger at Rithrynn.
The father's comment did little to improve Rithrynn's mood it seemed, as the elf's silvery eyes narrowed on the old man like that of a threatening predator!
"Your contribution against this darkness has not exceeded the point of meaningless banter and rants. If it had not been for me and my sisters, you would not even know about the existence of this cult growing right below your very feet!" Rithrynn spat back with a sharp tone against Marshal, returning a finger of her own at Marshal before turning to Thea as the Night Elf walked up next to Liaena who was sitting in her bed.
"I have no idea if you know or not, but Li here is messed up in the head, incapable of telling danger. She WILL go after her friend regardless of what happens here today, whether you choose you support your own pupil or not! She is on the trail of a Death Knight leading a Death Cult here in Stormwind. Could there possibly be a more noble quest? She is preventing a possible catastrophe!"
"The only catastrophe there will be is if we allow her to run off to that castle!" Marshal brummed loudly, knocking the bottom of his staff down in the stone floor to make his point clearer.
"The girl is a menace, and your influence on her is a bad one!"
"You dumb ap,-"
Rithrynn had opened her mouth to spew out a flurry of bile at Marshal, but decided it against it and closed her mouth. She was probably not going to make any impression on Thea, whether or not she choose to verbally or physically abuse the old man. Grudgingly, Rithrynn turned her head away from Marshal, swearing revenge on the old man before turning to look at Thea.
"Me and my sisters will protect Li here in her search, but she needs your support if we are to have any major victory against this cult! Their power vastly overshadows each of us if we stand alone!"
The Night Elf, barely having returned to the group after having been most unjustly forced from her perfectly fine perch for no good reason; had already removed herself from the conversation to simply stare around at the interiors of the Cathedral. What was actually said in the conversation was of little importance to Rithrynn, as she seemed lost in the countless artworks that littered the insides of the grand cathedral, choosing to focus on the great statues, hanging banners and majestic paintings that adorned the interior.
"I should tell Mistress Serphia about this place. I bet the sisters would have loved to see this, and we got room for like five more warbands here as well!"
Although her face had been initially carriying a sense of amazement and naked wonder, the Night Elf had already restrained herself as to form a more neutral and indifferent facial expression.
She could after all not have the monkeys believe that a Night Elf would ever be impressed by something that they built!
That little detail though did not do anything to change the fact that the sentinel's attention would still be 90% of the time focused on the roof, pillars and artwork, and not on the group that she was supposed to be protecting.
“If you would then, Father. You may use my study.”
Hearing a door open, Rithrynn automatically began to move in the direction of the sound while her eyes were still plastered to a painting depicting what she assumed was some holy event involving someone being doused in water, or was he being drowned? That was, at least, until her waist suddenly met an unforeseen wall - a human wall.
*Crash*
Big Night Elf Warrior versus Small Human Girl. It was not much of a contest, as Rithrynn walked straight over Bella, knocking the human over and down onto her bum. Finally taking her eyes from the roof to look down at her unfortunate victim, Rithrynn raised her long brows in a moment of surprise before holding up her hand as a sign of peace.
"Ash'felor, sorry about that, consort of Li..." She muttered, before hastily retreating over Bella to step into the room; assuming the role of both vanguard and protector of the group as she took point, to guard them against whatever possible threats that could be lying in Thea's study! Marching through the doorway, Rithrynn reached down to rest her hand around the hilt of her sword.
"Fear not, I will go first!"
But as far as potential threats went, unless one considered the concept of 'tidiness' public enemy number one, the immaculate study of priestess Thea was rather peaceful.
The priestess' room was both clean and orderly. Despite the numerous books, scrolls and parchment that existed within it, they were all neatly ordered into a sophisticated and elaborate system of shelves and bookcases that spun the breadth of the room. The floor and the humble carpet that rested on it were both pristine, without a speck of dust to be seen on it. The study desk that sat in the corner of the room did not sport a single crumb of food or spilled wax, and the simple bed on the other side of the room was well made to the point it looked like it had even been ironed! Rithrynn was left surprised for a moment, barely remembering to step aside as the rest of the party entered behind her; Marshal first. If she hadn't known better, then she would have assumed that Thea had blood relations with Friedrick, Sharon's butler, judging by the cleanliness of the room!
"Sooo... " Rithrynn finally began, the Night Elf letting go off her sword as she leaned sideways down against Liaena to throw the human girl a slightly uncertain look.
"What exactly are we looking for again? How is this helping the rescue mission?"
She asked, the Night Elf's eyes shifting back and forth beneath her hood and helmet to the stoical Marshal who had entered the room with an iron expression on his face, as though the man himself had been chosen to partake in some most holy and divine mission and did not have time to care about the petty rabble standing behind him!
"I should tell Mistress Serphia about this place. I bet the sisters would have loved to see this, and we got room for like five more warbands here as well!"
Although her face had been initially carriying a sense of amazement and naked wonder, the Night Elf had already restrained herself as to form a more neutral and indifferent facial expression.
She could after all not have the monkeys believe that a Night Elf would ever be impressed by something that they built!
That little detail though did not do anything to change the fact that the sentinel's attention would still be 90% of the time focused on the roof, pillars and artwork, and not on the group that she was supposed to be protecting.
“If you would then, Father. You may use my study.”
Hearing a door open, Rithrynn automatically began to move in the direction of the sound while her eyes were still plastered to a painting depicting what she assumed was some holy event involving someone being doused in water, or was he being drowned? That was, at least, until her waist suddenly met an unforeseen wall - a human wall.
*Crash*
Big Night Elf Warrior versus Small Human Girl. It was not much of a contest, as Rithrynn walked straight over Bella, knocking the human over and down onto her bum. Finally taking her eyes from the roof to look down at her unfortunate victim, Rithrynn raised her long brows in a moment of surprise before holding up her hand as a sign of peace.
"Ash'felor, sorry about that, consort of Li..." She muttered, before hastily retreating over Bella to step into the room; assuming the role of both vanguard and protector of the group as she took point, to guard them against whatever possible threats that could be lying in Thea's study! Marching through the doorway, Rithrynn reached down to rest her hand around the hilt of her sword.
"Fear not, I will go first!"
But as far as potential threats went, unless one considered the concept of 'tidiness' public enemy number one, the immaculate study of priestess Thea was rather peaceful.
The priestess' room was both clean and orderly. Despite the numerous books, scrolls and parchment that existed within it, they were all neatly ordered into a sophisticated and elaborate system of shelves and bookcases that spun the breadth of the room. The floor and the humble carpet that rested on it were both pristine, without a speck of dust to be seen on it. The study desk that sat in the corner of the room did not sport a single crumb of food or spilled wax, and the simple bed on the other side of the room was well made to the point it looked like it had even been ironed! Rithrynn was left surprised for a moment, barely remembering to step aside as the rest of the party entered behind her; Marshal first. If she hadn't known better, then she would have assumed that Thea had blood relations with Friedrick, Sharon's butler, judging by the cleanliness of the room!
"Sooo... " Rithrynn finally began, the Night Elf letting go off her sword as she leaned sideways down against Liaena to throw the human girl a slightly uncertain look.
"What exactly are we looking for again? How is this helping the rescue mission?"
She asked, the Night Elf's eyes shifting back and forth beneath her hood and helmet to the stoical Marshal who had entered the room with an iron expression on his face, as though the man himself had been chosen to partake in some most holy and divine mission and did not have time to care about the petty rabble standing behind him!
"I'm surrounded by idiots! Hmmpfh!
Rithrynn thought as she sat back in her seat with an annoyed pout, her arms folded across her chest, and head moving around to find a direction where she could avoid looking at the other occupants in the wagon.
-SCREEECH-
As the carriage suddenly ground to an immediate halt, slipping across the ice for a couple of meters before stopping; Rithrynn find herself having to grab onto whatever door handles, seats and bars she could find in the small wagon to avoid being thrown across it and right into the little Liaena on the opposite side.
"Curse these maleficent midget transports!"
It was with great relief that Rithrynn finally left the wagon, having to take a moment just to breathe in the air after her boots had touched the pavement. Any moment longer in that undersized coffins on wheels and her legs would have fallen asleep!
But as she looked up, she saw the great and massive white marble spires of the Stormwind grand cathedral looming over her. Although she had seen them before, she had never actually been this close to them before. The Night Elf simply stood in the middle of the cathedral grounds and stared up at the massive building, blatantly ignoring everyone else around her.
"Whoah, those are huge!" Rithrynn muttered as she observed the different spires, which made the building rather taller than the shorter, circle formed temples of her own people.
"Why do such short creatures make such big buildings?"
" ... are they meant to be compensating for something?" Rithrynn asked, the Night Elf still consumed by the massive building ahead of her to look around her.
" ... "
But the lack of response from either Liaena, Marshal or Fran, either to explain or berate her, made the Night Elf become curious. Taking her silvery eyes off the towering structure ahead, the Night Elf looked around herself - only to realize that the rest of the party were nowhere to be seen. It was simply a sea of robed humans which looked all the same to her!
"Crap!"
Quickly scanning the area, Rithrynn was quick however to identity the back of Fran as the dwarf began to ascend the many steps to the Cathedral, causing the dwarf to become visible in the slightly taller crowd of generic humans.
"Wait for me!" Rithrynn quickly called out as she charged through the crowd, being able to dodge most of the bystanders and cathedral goers, but accidentally running a few over as she made a beeline to the stairs. After just a few short seconds(and a couple of ruined robes of bystanders and monks who had been knocked down in the icy slush), Rithrynn had finally caught up with Liaena and the rest of the party; choosing to ignore any potential glare she might have been receiving from the crowd behind her.
"... that that Night Elf friend of yours? Why is she dressed like that?
Overhearing the whisper from Bella to Liaena, the Night Elf's eyes were quick to locate the former who was walking next to Liaena.
"I'm wearing what I'm wearing because Li here is just so very good at making friends." Rithrynn said with a slight smirk in reference to Liaena; the Night Elf motioning at her sword that rested by her hips, which was only one of the many deadly artifacts that made up the mini-arsenal that the Night Elf was carrying on her person.
"Buuut, if you and Li need some private time to catch up, I won't get in the way... "
Staring at Bella, the Night Elf threw her a sly wink before Rithrynn's eyes began to shift between her and Liaena, her mind trying to come up with every possibly likely relation, official and unofficial, that the two girls could be having. But perhaps fortunately for Liaena, as they entered into the Cathedral, the Night Elf's eyes were quickly removed from them in favor of gazing around at the massive hallway that they had just entered, and the towering stone pillars supporting the painted roof above their head. Short of their own steps, there wasn't much noise in the cathedral other than slight murmuring and the faded sound of people walking quietly around in the surrounding hallways.
"By Elune.... oh, hey, I can hear my own voice in here!"
Rithrynn thought as she sat back in her seat with an annoyed pout, her arms folded across her chest, and head moving around to find a direction where she could avoid looking at the other occupants in the wagon.
-SCREEECH-
As the carriage suddenly ground to an immediate halt, slipping across the ice for a couple of meters before stopping; Rithrynn find herself having to grab onto whatever door handles, seats and bars she could find in the small wagon to avoid being thrown across it and right into the little Liaena on the opposite side.
"Curse these maleficent midget transports!"
It was with great relief that Rithrynn finally left the wagon, having to take a moment just to breathe in the air after her boots had touched the pavement. Any moment longer in that undersized coffins on wheels and her legs would have fallen asleep!
But as she looked up, she saw the great and massive white marble spires of the Stormwind grand cathedral looming over her. Although she had seen them before, she had never actually been this close to them before. The Night Elf simply stood in the middle of the cathedral grounds and stared up at the massive building, blatantly ignoring everyone else around her.
"Whoah, those are huge!" Rithrynn muttered as she observed the different spires, which made the building rather taller than the shorter, circle formed temples of her own people.
"Why do such short creatures make such big buildings?"
" ... are they meant to be compensating for something?" Rithrynn asked, the Night Elf still consumed by the massive building ahead of her to look around her.
" ... "
But the lack of response from either Liaena, Marshal or Fran, either to explain or berate her, made the Night Elf become curious. Taking her silvery eyes off the towering structure ahead, the Night Elf looked around herself - only to realize that the rest of the party were nowhere to be seen. It was simply a sea of robed humans which looked all the same to her!
"Crap!"
Quickly scanning the area, Rithrynn was quick however to identity the back of Fran as the dwarf began to ascend the many steps to the Cathedral, causing the dwarf to become visible in the slightly taller crowd of generic humans.
"Wait for me!" Rithrynn quickly called out as she charged through the crowd, being able to dodge most of the bystanders and cathedral goers, but accidentally running a few over as she made a beeline to the stairs. After just a few short seconds(and a couple of ruined robes of bystanders and monks who had been knocked down in the icy slush), Rithrynn had finally caught up with Liaena and the rest of the party; choosing to ignore any potential glare she might have been receiving from the crowd behind her.
"... that that Night Elf friend of yours? Why is she dressed like that?
Overhearing the whisper from Bella to Liaena, the Night Elf's eyes were quick to locate the former who was walking next to Liaena.
"I'm wearing what I'm wearing because Li here is just so very good at making friends." Rithrynn said with a slight smirk in reference to Liaena; the Night Elf motioning at her sword that rested by her hips, which was only one of the many deadly artifacts that made up the mini-arsenal that the Night Elf was carrying on her person.
"Buuut, if you and Li need some private time to catch up, I won't get in the way... "
Staring at Bella, the Night Elf threw her a sly wink before Rithrynn's eyes began to shift between her and Liaena, her mind trying to come up with every possibly likely relation, official and unofficial, that the two girls could be having. But perhaps fortunately for Liaena, as they entered into the Cathedral, the Night Elf's eyes were quickly removed from them in favor of gazing around at the massive hallway that they had just entered, and the towering stone pillars supporting the painted roof above their head. Short of their own steps, there wasn't much noise in the cathedral other than slight murmuring and the faded sound of people walking quietly around in the surrounding hallways.
"By Elune.... oh, hey, I can hear my own voice in here!"
yay! xD
oh, and biggest multiple-post of the century brought to you by Li! ^_^ (this site sucks right now!)
oh, and biggest multiple-post of the century brought to you by Li! ^_^ (this site sucks right now!)
meh, this site has been really sticky lately. hard to get on :O
i only wonder if we'll end up seeing a sudden, unannounced total purge of all our written RPs like last time!! lol
i only wonder if we'll end up seeing a sudden, unannounced total purge of all our written RPs like last time!! lol
Rithrynn felt like launching a protest against Liaena's attempt to instigate peace in the wagon, but the Night Elf shut her mouth when she received the look of warning from the human. If she started a fight, she would no doubt be outnumbered two to one, against Marshal and Liaena both. It was not at all unlikely that the dwarf she had brought into the carriage with her would probably pick her side as well.
"Stupid Li and her stupid social coalition building strategies. It's so easy for her when we are in a city filled with gnomes, dwarves and slightly taller dwarves!"
Now with four people inside of it, the undersized wagon had become even more crowded. The roof wasn't even high enough for her in the first place, and it did not help her mood!
Rithrynn choose to remove herself from the conversation and instead look out the window of the carriage and observe the passing streets and people, her helmet occasionally bobbing up into the wooden roof of the carriage with an slight thumping noise whenever one of its wheels hit an uneven cobblestone, a thing of which there was no shortage of in the streets of Stormwind!
But despite the annoyances, the carriage ride did have its potential. Had it been slightly bigger, and the other morons inside it removed; it could actually have been a thing Rithrynn herself could have gotten accustomed to. It was at least less of a hassle than sitting on a nightsaber's back!
"It seems your friend just walked into a game far beyond her own level without knowing."
"She was barely any taller than Li herself, so pretty much everything was above her." Rithrynn suddenly commented as the Night Elf returned to the conversation, weathering a filthy look from Liaena with a smile on her own face as she turned to look towards the dwarf, who so far was the only party in the wagon she had not yet managed to insult.
At least not directly...
"So now we believe that the people of the White Hand thingy have taken her to their big stone temple in the middle of a harbor."
"It's called a castle."
"Same-thingish! But regardless, we are creating a rescue slash infiltration operation and we need cannonfodder!"
"Stupid Li and her stupid social coalition building strategies. It's so easy for her when we are in a city filled with gnomes, dwarves and slightly taller dwarves!"
Now with four people inside of it, the undersized wagon had become even more crowded. The roof wasn't even high enough for her in the first place, and it did not help her mood!
Rithrynn choose to remove herself from the conversation and instead look out the window of the carriage and observe the passing streets and people, her helmet occasionally bobbing up into the wooden roof of the carriage with an slight thumping noise whenever one of its wheels hit an uneven cobblestone, a thing of which there was no shortage of in the streets of Stormwind!
But despite the annoyances, the carriage ride did have its potential. Had it been slightly bigger, and the other morons inside it removed; it could actually have been a thing Rithrynn herself could have gotten accustomed to. It was at least less of a hassle than sitting on a nightsaber's back!
"It seems your friend just walked into a game far beyond her own level without knowing."
"She was barely any taller than Li herself, so pretty much everything was above her." Rithrynn suddenly commented as the Night Elf returned to the conversation, weathering a filthy look from Liaena with a smile on her own face as she turned to look towards the dwarf, who so far was the only party in the wagon she had not yet managed to insult.
At least not directly...
"So now we believe that the people of the White Hand thingy have taken her to their big stone temple in the middle of a harbor."
"It's called a castle."
"Same-thingish! But regardless, we are creating a rescue slash infiltration operation and we need cannonfodder!"
Ri has taken it upon herself to start a religious flamewar with Marshal ^_^
let's see if Li can get back in time! xD
let's see if Li can get back in time! xD
There was little time to object before Liaena had already jumped out of the wagon, and left Rithrynn alone with Marshal; the latter mostly focusing on the departing Liaena, and only interrupting to throw Rithrynn the ocasional glare.
As the rockity wagon had finally stilled, Rithrynn could finally take her seat without fear of being tossed around inside the thing that she would normally describe as a bumpy rolling casket on wheels. What humans found so fascinating with that kind of transport would forever elude Rithrynn's understanding as she sat down in one of the small seats, having to lean forward as the top of her hood and helmet gently bobbed against the roof.
"I swear by the goddess, if I have to sit like this for the next hours, I'm going to develop a neck injury!"
The other alternative was to lie down, but the wagon wasn't long enough for her either, meaning that she'd end up lying only half a clock through the wagon, which would be a questionable improvement at the very best. Not to mention presumably create a seat dispute with Liaena once she returned.
As Liaena disappeared into the Inn and makeshift headquarters of the Red Vanguard, which were in comparison to the fortress headquarters of the White Hand; not really that much; Rithrynn's eyes eventually floated to the only other person in the wagon, Marshal.
"So... "
Rithrynn started, not really sure what to talk about with the other human, of whom she had no connection to except through perhaps Liaena. But that did not say much.
"You are a priestess, or aide, of that human religion that worships The Holy Shiny?"
"It is called the holy Light, and male priests are called just that; Priests! Not priestesses!"
"That does not sound so different." Rithrynn commented, weathering some increasingly dirty looks from Marshal.
"But... how does being a priest for a false religion actually work? I am part of a real religion, but I don't quite understand how you can worship false idols. I mean... do you do it through thinking really, really hard? Is human prayer actually a form of self-convincing and advanced form of denial?"
As the rockity wagon had finally stilled, Rithrynn could finally take her seat without fear of being tossed around inside the thing that she would normally describe as a bumpy rolling casket on wheels. What humans found so fascinating with that kind of transport would forever elude Rithrynn's understanding as she sat down in one of the small seats, having to lean forward as the top of her hood and helmet gently bobbed against the roof.
"I swear by the goddess, if I have to sit like this for the next hours, I'm going to develop a neck injury!"
The other alternative was to lie down, but the wagon wasn't long enough for her either, meaning that she'd end up lying only half a clock through the wagon, which would be a questionable improvement at the very best. Not to mention presumably create a seat dispute with Liaena once she returned.
As Liaena disappeared into the Inn and makeshift headquarters of the Red Vanguard, which were in comparison to the fortress headquarters of the White Hand; not really that much; Rithrynn's eyes eventually floated to the only other person in the wagon, Marshal.
"So... "
Rithrynn started, not really sure what to talk about with the other human, of whom she had no connection to except through perhaps Liaena. But that did not say much.
"You are a priestess, or aide, of that human religion that worships The Holy Shiny?"
"It is called the holy Light, and male priests are called just that; Priests! Not priestesses!"
"That does not sound so different." Rithrynn commented, weathering some increasingly dirty looks from Marshal.
"But... how does being a priest for a false religion actually work? I am part of a real religion, but I don't quite understand how you can worship false idols. I mean... do you do it through thinking really, really hard? Is human prayer actually a form of self-convincing and advanced form of denial?"
"We are leaving?`Where?"
"TWO MINUTES, RI!"
So much for that answer!
Rithrynn's smug grin had been replaced with a look of confusion as she simply stood in the hallway, looking after the busy Liaena who was either following, or chasing Marshal. With the speed at which the older man marched and Liaena's struggle to keep up, it was hard to tell which.
"What are we going to do outside Sharon's mansion? Has she gotten impatient and decided to do a pre-emptive attack on Sherpa's castle?!"
Rithrynn shook her head, before turning around and running back to her room. Like an elven whirlwind, she threw off her pass-time silk robes, whom landed only Elune knew where! Finding her uniform, she systematically went through every strap and buckle with mechanical precision as she pulled on her winter robes, chestplate, tassets, gloves and boots!
"Elune, I miss the summer uniforms!" Rithrynn muttered angrily to herself as she pulled on her cloak, arrow quiver and bow. Snatching her belt and dagger, she barely had time to attach it before she was already running out the door; snatching her sheathed sword while pulling down her helmet as she exited the room in all hurry!
"Sorry, coming through! Out of my way!" She called as she ran past her sisters, racing through Sharon's mansion! Reaching the garden, Rithrynn sprinted through the melting snow to reach the carriage. With a graceful jump, Rithrynn leaped right into the door; though her graceful acrobatics were soon interrupted by an audible 'BANG' sounded as her helmet hit the low carriage roof, resulting in the Night Elf flying past both Marshal and Liaena on the inside to slam into the opposite door, which was fortunately locked. But the crash nonetheless was enough almost tilt the carriage, its left wheels rising up from the ground for a moment as it tilted dangerously low to the right; before slamming back down with a dunk!
"Argh, salai me Fanor... stupid gnome transport! Urgh... " Rithrynn mumbled as she sat up in the carriage, holding her helmet but feeling happy that she had remembered to bring it. Otherwise she would probably have been sporting a rather large bruiser!
"TWO MINUTES, RI!"
So much for that answer!
Rithrynn's smug grin had been replaced with a look of confusion as she simply stood in the hallway, looking after the busy Liaena who was either following, or chasing Marshal. With the speed at which the older man marched and Liaena's struggle to keep up, it was hard to tell which.
"What are we going to do outside Sharon's mansion? Has she gotten impatient and decided to do a pre-emptive attack on Sherpa's castle?!"
Rithrynn shook her head, before turning around and running back to her room. Like an elven whirlwind, she threw off her pass-time silk robes, whom landed only Elune knew where! Finding her uniform, she systematically went through every strap and buckle with mechanical precision as she pulled on her winter robes, chestplate, tassets, gloves and boots!
"Elune, I miss the summer uniforms!" Rithrynn muttered angrily to herself as she pulled on her cloak, arrow quiver and bow. Snatching her belt and dagger, she barely had time to attach it before she was already running out the door; snatching her sheathed sword while pulling down her helmet as she exited the room in all hurry!
"Sorry, coming through! Out of my way!" She called as she ran past her sisters, racing through Sharon's mansion! Reaching the garden, Rithrynn sprinted through the melting snow to reach the carriage. With a graceful jump, Rithrynn leaped right into the door; though her graceful acrobatics were soon interrupted by an audible 'BANG' sounded as her helmet hit the low carriage roof, resulting in the Night Elf flying past both Marshal and Liaena on the inside to slam into the opposite door, which was fortunately locked. But the crash nonetheless was enough almost tilt the carriage, its left wheels rising up from the ground for a moment as it tilted dangerously low to the right; before slamming back down with a dunk!
"Argh, salai me Fanor... stupid gnome transport! Urgh... " Rithrynn mumbled as she sat up in the carriage, holding her helmet but feeling happy that she had remembered to bring it. Otherwise she would probably have been sporting a rather large bruiser!
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