This small monastic house to Iomedae consists of a walled off courtyard, with a single residential building to one side.  The courtyard is paved and is clearly used a a sparring ground, although the  covered walkway along the front of the build has plants growing up around the pillars and benches.  Eventually it will make a good area for contemplation - in between the sparring contests.  Iomedae's sword symbol is repeated frequently on the doors and wall.

"Is Sir Borric here?" Kendric inquired aloud, as he enters the courtyard.

An acolyte who was practicing a block to slash form movements, breasks off from his practice and bows politely, before he runs lightly across to the building.

A few minutes later, Borric appears, a slight frown on his brow and a large book in his hand, with a number of large leather bookmarks hanging out of it.  he squints slight as he comes into the sunlight, but can still see clarley enough to make out that Kendric his one of his brethern.  "Welcome to the house, brother.  How can I help you?"

In reply to _Borric d'Cordain (msg # 3):

A large half-orc woman worked in the background, sweeping the floor, she smiled at the two, nodding in acknowledgement as the two spoke.

"Are you Borric d'Cordain?" Kendric inquired before he introduced himself. "I've just arrived in Tusk Town. Seems to have potential out here in the Greenbelt."

"As I passed through Ringbridge, Lt Lincoln asked several us to help in a matter involving a werewolf. We managed to kill the creature and learned that he was once lived in that small town. He carried a battleaxe and a silver dagger. I found it interesting that he possessed a silver dagger. I'm worried that there may be others that are afflicted."

"So you must be Winters?  Lincoln sent word via one of the trading boats. However, Cyrus has decided to stay home in Ringbridge for the foreseeable future, along with his squire Zauria.  And I am sure that Valoria has been using her own special abilities to  keep an eye out for others that might be afflicted.  However, have you also considered the possibility that the lycanthrope might have taken the dagger from someone who fought back unsuccessfully?

Waving Mariam over, he introduce the pair.  "Mariam, this is Kendick.  And Kendrick, this is Mariam, co-leader of this house.  We are going to follow her plan to add a library to the house soon.  It will go a small way to improving the learning of a few of the local population."

"Ahh, yes." Kendrick said when he was introduced to Miriam. "Your name was mentioned when I passed through New Stetven." He took a few seconds to consider Borric's words. "I suppose you're right. There was a death the previous night. And I'm glad that Cyrus will be staying in Ringbridge." He didn't know the proper honorific for several of the names that were being mentioned.

Kendrick gave a thoughtful nod, "A library would be a boon to Tusk Town. What other plans do you have for the House in the future. Perhaps a sword school and barracks?"

The Sword School is next on the list. Borric agrees "But we haven't yet looked beyond that."

In reply to Kendrick Winters (msg # 7):

Mariam bared her tusks in a smile, the one on the left slightly cracked. Putting her broom away she joined the men. "aye a school is a good plan. As well as a hospice. The lady of light is a merciful one and the more we help the brighter her light shines." she wiped the sweat from her brow, and offered her other hand to the new comer. Welcome to our temple.
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Domitius took the opportunity to drop in to the Iomedae House to pay his respects and offer his services.  He waited respectfully at the entrance to be invited in by one of the acolytes.  "Domitius Solanus, I am here to offer the lady my services as a swordsman and engineer.  If the masters of the house are in I would speak with them."

"Welcome Domitius" Borric nods a greeting, before going on to introduce himself, Mariam and Kendrick to the newcomer.  "Mariam and I serve as leaders of this house, so you have found the right people already."

Kendrick gave Domitius a nod of greeting. "Please join us. I didn't know that you are a follower of our mistress. It is good to know that she guides your sword."

He turned to Borric and Mariam, "I've spoken to the council about my venture to bring a general store to Tusk Town. But if you ever need my help, please let me know."

Returning the nod "Thank you Kendric, I look forward to testing myself against your blade soon.  Perhaps the sparring pit?" Domitius said with a smile.

"I have just arrived in town and wanted to meet you all before the next festival.  I come fresh from the Restov Guards where I held an Ensign's rank and am looking for a position here in Tusk town if there was one available."
He asked the two leaders of the house.

Borric nods at Domitius continues with his introduction.

"Henry always has a need for people to map the area and clear it of monsters and bandits - or at the very least bring them to heel.  Mariam here, is supports Henry like that.  I  have a more mundane role, helping to keep the home front safe.    If you have been with the Guard, he will certainly find a way to put your skills to good use.  Probably in the same sort of way as Mariam here.

"I had heard that you have plans for establishing a sword school attached to the House, is this true as I would be interested in continuing my training?" Domitius asked.

"The school will concentrate on fairly basic skills ..."  Borric replies, " ... mainly suitable for militia troops and young priests who want to go into a military career as forces chaplains, although you will be welcome to join us.  However, I have heard, on the grapevine  that Adoven, from V&A shipping, is interested in building a more sophisticated sword school that looks more at duelling techniques and a wider range or weaponry."

"Now that is interesting,  I'm hoping to raise a military force, possibly for mercenary work in the River Kingdoms and supporting the Swordlords if necessary.  I was thinking of striking out near the southern border and setting up a fortress."
He pauses and scratches his chin. "I would be looking for chaplains and Iomedeans would be my first preferance.  I will also speak with Adoven about training in the more advanced techniques."

"Thank you Kendric." Borric belatedly acknowledges  Kendrick's offer of support, "I hope the council the council looks on your proposals favourably.  And, Domitius, good luck with your plans as well."

Mariam offered her hands to the both of the visitors "It is a pleasure to meet fellow followers of the inheritor. Please, join us for supper tonight."

"I would be delighted too, if you don't mind I will have a few questions for you after the meal.  Mostly about the local area, while I have heard a few things k in Restov it pays to ask the locals."  Domitius replied with a smile.

Borric waits for Domitius's questions.

Domitius grabbed the area map he had in his pack and rolled it out for the group to see.  "First question I guess is is this map accurate as best you can tell." He points out the location of Tusk town "We are here correct can you show me as best you can what land has been claimed and explored as best you know."

"Well, I saw henry's latest map the other day,"  Borric muses as he starts pointing to locations on Domitius's map.


OOC -  See the map for group-o for the most up-to-date information.

"Interesting,  this southern lake the Candelmere do we know anything about it?" Domitius asked pointing at the map.  "It looks like a good spot to guard the southern borders."

"We haven't been there yet ..." Borric replies.

She nodded "This is a rough land, keep your eye out and be careful and you'll do fine. I just recently came back from an adventure up in thr hills. We saw something called a roc. An incredible bird so big it might even give younger dragons a run for their money." Mariah's dark eyes glistened in wonder. "it was something else. Could you imagine riding on a creature like that?"

"Riding a roc?" Kendrick wondered aloud. "I'd like to see some train horsemen in these lands. Suppose I'll have to start by getting myself trained in proper horsemanship, but afterward, it would be great to have mounted patrols."

"We have a few light cavalrymen at our disposal, but barely enough to patrol city surrounds and run messages.  But nothing like a proper cavalry." Borric agrees.
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"I think that is something I can help you with Kendrick, I'm looking at building a military force here if things work out.  What that will look like I'm not sure yet." Domitius looks up into the sky and says "I was thinking about griffon cavalry if I can get some eggs."

"That certainly ambitious. I'll have to keep my eyes open for any griffon eggs."

"Thank you Kendrick, likewise if I spot a Roc egg I try and snatch it up for you Mariam.  Although I don't know that I like the idea of getting that close to a nest." Domitius said with a grin.  "I suspect mother Roc may take exception to the intrusion."

In reply to Domitius (msg # 31):

Mariam blinked "griffin riders? I've never heard of such a thing. My family would often fight with them when they'd come after our horses and cattle."she grinned sheepishly "only if it isn't to much trouble."
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"If I may ask, where does your family come from?  I may be able to organise some hunting parties down the track." Domitius asked Mariam returning her grin.

In reply to Domitius (msg # 33):
"I hail from the Zima clan of house Medvyed of Stoneclimb." she looked whistful "the land is beautiful, the people there are course and hard but warm. I was heir to my father their until my mother died and he married my aunt. And that is why I am here!" she grinned sadly.

"It sounds very nice, I have never been that far north though.  Furthest I have traveled is to New Stetven with my father before he disappeared.  He had promised to take me to Kyonin but it never quite happened." Domitious looked away for a moment before placing his hand upon Mariam's shoulder "My sorrow for the loss of your mother Mariam, no matter how long it has been the loss of a parent is never an easy thing."  Domitius dropped his hand back to his side "I only hope I run into my father or at least hear something of what happened to him whilst we explore the south."

In reply to Domitius (msg # 35):

Mariam shrugged "I did not know her. I was too young when she died and my father got rid of me quick enough once he had a male heir" she became intrigued "your father came this way? What is his name? Perhaps someone has seen him in their travels?

In reply to Mariam doZima Wolfeater (msg # 36):

"Seraphiel, Seraphiel Aeratholsyr he was in Mivon a couple of years back but that was the last time we heard from him." Domitius glanced towards the south "He was headed to Kyonin but we aren't sure he ever made it that far.  We hope that it's just the letters haven't made it through but I think something may have gone wrong."

In reply to Domitius (msg # 37):

Mariam bit her finger, thinking for a moment. "we will post something on the temple wall for those who come by to see and I shall keep an eye out for him on my journeys"

"Thank you Mariam, I truly appreciate it.  Should you need it my sword is yours." Domitius replied earnestly.

There were some very real challenges for a cleric, when the majority of the world considered your god to be dead.   When your god was dead; at least as much so as an archetypal, immortal being could be.    Alisa didn't worry about that part, so much.  Her relationship to Acavna was much similar to that of any priestling to their god.

But, she was without the sorts of relationships and guidance most clerics took for granted:   the kind that came from belonging to, and having trained at a temple.  That often had alliance with other temples, whose godlings were of a compatible outlook.

And that was why she'd decided to go out and try to forge some relationships along such lines.    Iomedae seemed a good start.   As Acavna, she too was a goddess of battle, albeit crusader rather than defender.   Her priests and paladins were renown for their honor and valor.

Securing her steed out in front, she saw the place consisted of but a courtyard and a single residence structure.     She went up the covered walkway, which was pleasantly landscaped.   And then inside, to see if anyone was about..

As Alisa enters, a young man who is running through so sword forms in the courtyards, comes to meet her.  He looks a bit sweaty from his exercise, but he is breathing easily enough as he asks  "Have you come for the Library?  It is over this way ..."
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She smiled. "Greetings to you;  I would in fact like to see the library.   But more, I'm here to make the acquaintance of those who practice and worship here.  I too have devoted my life to a higher power.    My name is Alisa."     

Having finished writing letters home Domitius headed outside with the intention of getting some exercise, he strode purposefully to the Iomedae House where he hoped he would find someone to train with.  Pausing for a moment outside the entrance he centered himself with a few deep breaths before heading inside.

Seeing the young acolyte with Alisa upon entry Domitius paused "Greetings my Lady, perhaps I could assist, Domitius Solanus at your service.  Whilst I am not a cleric of the Lady of Valour, I am one of her faithful."

Kendrick Winters finished his prayers. He spotted Domitius and another woman speaking in the courtyard. He walked up to the pair, "Domitius, you've come to spar?" He smiled as he turned to Alisa, "Ahh, excuse me. My name is Kendrick Winters, a paladin of Iomedae."

The acolyte smiles widely and indicates the two newcomers with a smile.  "And the Inheritor understood your desires."

With that he retires to the cloister, watching and ready to assist, but leaving Alisa  with Kendrick and Domitius.

"Hello to you gentlemen, and blessings upon you and this house.   I am Alisa D'Medvyed, a cleric by profession.   As it happens, one who grew into the role outside any sort of temple or order.   But, I'm here to put forth the good will of Acavna,   to offer spear to stand along with sword, defender with crusader, if the need should arise.    To meet others who work for good, in the name of a higher power."


Alisa D'Medvyed rolled 13 using 1d20+5.  kn nobility:    Solanus.

Alisa D'Medvyed rolled 21 using 1d20+5.  kn nobility:    Winters.

There are those, if I may know anything about houses Winters or Solanus, whether GM or player wants to inform me.
Assuming those are noble ranking houses, I mean.

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"A pleasure to meet you Lady Alisa, welcome to our Lady's House. Domitius offered a small bow "A cleric of Avacna, forgive me Lady Alisa but I am unfamiliar with your Patron, though I would be delighted to know more.  Domitius seems honestly curious to know more.


House Solanus, Restovian minor house known for their siege engineers. Supporters of the Aldori sword schools.

Looking at Domitius a little more closely, she realized that, as her herself, he was a mix of human and elven ancestry, albeit favoring the human side more.

"I much appreciate the courtesy, but you can drop the 'Lady' bit from my name.   I'm not Lady of a whole lot more than my room back home, my steed, and my possessions.  Yes...most are not so familiar with my patron.  Unless they happen to have studied Azlanti history, rather deeply.  Acavna was...is a goddess of the moon, as well as defensive battles, and a protectoress of those in need.   She made a great sacrifice to protect this world, and some scholars would say she is dead."   Alisa shrugged.   "Does an immortal truly die?    My mother's people, who dwell in the Mordant Spire, can hear her whispers.  I've never been to the Spire, but I hear them too." 

She smiled, "Makes me sound nutty?  I would not argue! But," she touched her holy symbol, "it is to her I pray, and I gain what others gain from their living gods."   

"Did you grow up in Iomedae's religion, or come to the faith later in life?" she asked Domitius.

Kendrick listened to the conversation with some interest. "So then you're a priest of Acavna? It would be most welcome if Acavna would rejoin Iomedae at her side." He lead their steps towards the library. "I suppose that I should spend more time reading, but I haven't been a good student."



With a roll of 21... let's see
House Winters is a noble family in Brevoy. Alisa recalls that Kendrick is the first born son. A year ago, there was a rumor that he and his father had a series of arguments. Four months ago, Kendrick's uncle returned to the ancestral home with his entire family.

"My family honour many of the gods, each of us has those they feel strongest about and Iomedae was mine.  Though I am not called to her church, like my friend Kendrick here, I follow her ways as best I can." Domitius gave Alisa a warm smile and continued "Many of the things my father taught me don't fit too well with some members of the church though.  He follows Calistra and is a little too carefree for many."

Seeing Kendrick starting to move to the library Domitius offers Alisa his arm to escort her further into the complex.  "I would be very interested in learning more about your Lady, I have often sat in the moonlight and been bewitched at her beauty."

Relieved there was to be no untoward reaction along the lines of 'You serve a dead goddess?  Be gone from this house, witch!'   Alisa briefly contemplated what she knew of Kendrick and his family.    She wondered what may have been the nature of the quarrel she'd heard about between he and his father. But it was certainly nothing to ask someone she'd only just met.

"I'm no historian, nor even religious scholar, myself Sir Kendrick.   I know a core of things that relate to the one I serve, but not so much outside that.   I wish to learn more, however. So, your library interests me."   

She took the offered arm from Domitius, saying "Ah, yes, Calisrtia.  Some would find her ways...a little too free.  But, every god has their place.  That much I've learned.  And I'd be happy to share with you more of the one I follow. I've spent much time under the moon's lovely light myself."   

As they drew nearer the library, she asked "Are you the one who founded this shrine, Sir Kendrick?"   

"No, no." Kendrick answered Alisa, "Borric d'Cordian and Miriam Wolfeater set up the temple. I only arrived in Tusk Town about three months ago." Kendrick smiled as he turned to Alisa and Domitius, "Well this is the library. Good day, I hope you enjoy your stay." He gave Domitius a nod, "I'll be at the Dragons Den later tonight if you either of you would care to join me."
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Domitius returned Kendricks nod "I may be looking for a sparring partner later but if you are busy the Dragons Den this evening my friend."

One of the acolytes is reading in the library when you enter, but bows politely and leaves you alone in the room.  It is fairly small, and most people are expected to read books in situ, rather than taking them away.

The books are mainly factual, self-help guides or descriptions of travels - although there is a small section on the worship of Iomedae and, unusually, a small fiction section as well.

"Thank you," she told Kendrick.  "For your courtesy, and for the information.   I'd like to meet the two you mention sometime. Though I'd guess they're both very busy people."   

Stepping into the library, she examined the array of titles that were available.   She continued to converse with Domitius, as she did-  "Well, so.  Your blood appears to be a similar mix to my own.   Were you born to human and elf - or are your parents themselves half-elves?"     

She was a little disappointed there were not more religious works on the shelves - yet, it only made sense that a small shrine would focus on the god it was devoted to.   In pure curiosity, she selected one of the fictional works, to see what it was about.

"Father is elven, he is from Kyonin originally but he is seldom in one spot for long. My mother is human a native of Restov, I took my last name from her." Domitius replied, "It's easier to pronounce than Aeratholsyr. for one thing." and gave Alisa a mischievous smile.

"You said your mother was elven, does she return to her home often?  Have you ever gone with her?"

Seeing the familiar symbols of Iomedae, Dara knew she had to stop.  There was a lot of history between the Lady of Valor and herself, enough that Dara felt almost as much at home in Her holy places as she did in those of Sarenrae.  Dressed in traveling clothes but wearing her holy symbol about her neck for any and all to see, she paused at the entrance to the courtyard where she took a moment to offer a prayer she recalled from her childhood.  Behind her, Lydia also bowed her head though without the personal deference that Dara held.  They were lightly burdened with little more than personal effects though Dara held in her arms a small child and wore a scimitar on her hip.

With her prayer spoken, Dara walked into the courtyard slowly, her head turning from side to side taking in the sites.  She was brand new to this place and really to the region as a whole so she marveled at how the worship of some gods and goddesses varied from one place to the next.  A Varisian, she'd seen a number of cathedrals, temples and places of worship but it never ceased to amaze her at how each was unique in their own way.  The people, the heraldry, the methods of service, all fundamentally the same but yet different based on region.

She watched from a respectful distance as others stood and conversed or practiced their martial skills.  As a visitor, Dara did not want to simply intrude on people so she remained a quiet observer watching the activities, talking to her associate and on occasion fussing with the little one she carried wrapped in a blanket.

OOC: I did not want to have Dara simply bulge in on someone but if anyone is interested in approaching her while she takes in the sites I would welcome it.

She returned Domitius' smile, "I understand, I speak the elvish tongue, I know what it's like! I was raised amongst humans, and mostly identify with them. Elvish customs usually feel foreign to me, albeit in a beautiful way."

She sighed, expression more serious-  "My mother is a grey-elf; one of the Spire elves.   It's...something of a long story, but the Spire is like a whole other world.  They mix very little with outsiders.   But, there are those who are curious about the world beyond.  My mother was one;  who for a time felt she wished to leave the Spire for good.   Being away from it proved too much for her, though.   She went back -- before I'd seen my third winter.  I've not seen her since then.   It was a big wound, growing up.  But, I found later that Acavna wanted me here. And I believe my mother knew that. Not that it made my father feel any better."     She shrugged.

"Love between elf and human is often tragic, in some way.  Their worlds are so different. And one lives so long, and the other so fleetingly." She smiled again.    "I hope I'm not rambling?"

Dara, Alisa doesn't have a reason to exit the library, having only just entered;  though I'd be happy to interact with you a bit later.    Domitius may have things that will bring him outside;  or, you are entirely welcome to enter the library.   It's all an open thread, as far as I understand.   

In reply to Dara Algot (msg # 57):

Kendrick left Domitius and Alisa in the library as he made his way to the courtyard. There he spied two women. They seemed to be visitors by their mannerisms. One was armed and carrying a small bundle in her arms. He turned from his intended path in order to welcome the newcomers. His steps echoed on the floor. "Welcome to the House of Iomedae. I was just passing by... but I can help or find someone if you need assistance. My name is Kendrick."

Impulsively Domitius placed his hand upon Alisa's "No, not at all Alisa." he said with a warm smile "I am interested to learn more about you, I mean to say more about how you grew up.  Our past seems similar in many ways though Father was around to see my brother reach his majority, it must have been hard for you and your father. he gives Alisa's hand a gentle squeeze before releasing it.

Seeing the man take notice and approach, Dara stopped her site-seeing, tourist-like actions and turned to meet his approach.  "Thank you, Kendrick.  I'm not sure I am looking for help as much as I am taking in the sites and finding time to talk to new and interesting people."  She turned to her companion and introduced her.  "This is Lydia, my friend and traveling companion, and this little one here..."  Dara wiggled the child slightly, pulling the blanket back to reveal a healthy little girl with tufts of red hair and a determination to gnaw the dummy in her mouth to mush. "This is Sara."  Obviously Dara took great pride in her child by the way she presented the infant and because of the great joy she exhibited.  "Just passing by?  Well I do not wish to take up your time or anything."  But Dara also approved of the discussion and seemed in no hurry for him to leave.

OOC: @Alisa, that's quite all right.  Much as it is in real life, it is rude to barge in on someone when they're involved with something which is why I wrote Dara's entrance as I did.  By all means please finish your scene and if they're still around they can chat.

Kendrick smiled as he was introduced to Lydia and the little baby. He looked down at the bundled baby. It was nice that the frontier town was attracting families. "Then have you just arrived in Tusk Town?" Three months ago, he would have claimed that he knew everyone in the town. But it seemed that new people were resettling almost every week. "This frontier town is growing every week. A new business opens up almost every month. What sort of work does your husband do?"

"Indeed, with the last caravan."  The clothing she wore matched her features as someone from the lands of Varisia far to the west.  "I am glad to hear that there is some growth and life here.  It is nice to stop in places where there is prosperity and opportunity."  When he mentioned "husband" Dara paused to think for a moment.  "I am not married," she admitted truthfully.  It was not something she frequently admitted, especially on the open road, but in her present surroundings she decided that it was safe to be honest.  "It's just the three of us.  We travel the world giving Sarenrae's blessings in both faith and by healing hand.  I am a healer though I specialize more as a midwife, but my skills are always available to any in need. May I ask what it is that you pass your time doing?"  She gave the place another look around as if weighing her next words.  "We have been traveling a while and have been considering taking some time off from the road.  Do you know of anywhere in Tusk Town where we might secure affordable lodging for a few weeks?  We would be most grateful for your assistance."
OOC: For a better idea of her appearance please reference her character description.  I did not feel the need to repeat it here.

The acolyte looks up, nods to Kendrick then continues with his practice.

She blushed only faintly, difficult to see beneath a tanned complexion, and glanced down for a moment.

"We've all had our hardships, of course.   I've a lot to be thankful for, too, including an aunt who tried to be something like a mother.  And my father eventually found love again.   And myself a higher calling."   

Alisa glanced toward the fictional work she'd taken from the shelf, feeling slightly uneasy. In a good way, that she hadn't felt in some years.    She read the cover aloud, then opened the book, leafing her way through:

"Hm.  'The Adventures of Barnstable Fallowell.'   Outlandish sounding name, no?   Hm.  Seems he went over a waterfall...in a barrel.  Meets a talking ferret...in a magic valley.   Most imaginative!"   She continued leafing.  "Well, looks as if he has decisions to make, the hard sort, like saving the magic valley, or being able to go back home...of course, it is the hard decisions from which we grow the most."

"Barnstable Fallowell, now there is a name I haven't heard in some time." Domitius said with a chuckle "Father would read it to my brother Palidamus when he was younger, he always did want a talking ferret. there is a twinkle in his eye as he remembered his younger brother.

"It is often the hardest decisions that are the most rewarding as well.  It was not an easy choice to strike out here in the Stolen lands yet I think it was the correct one. A feeling that has been growing stronger of late." as he spoke he looked Alisa in the eyes.  "It would appear there are more reasons to be grateful of that vhoice everyday.

"I was just asked by the good mayor to fill the position of marshal. But I usually venture out into the wild to secure the region and map it of course." Kendrick answered before glanced back at Lydia and the child in Dara's arms. "I'm afraid the Dragons Den wouldn't be described as affordable. Tansy's Bar is quite affordable, but I'm not sure if it is suitable for you and your child." Kendrick grew thoughtful as he mind turned...

"Marshall?"  Well wasn't this a stroke of luck meeting the marshal on the first full day in town.  "It is an honor, sir."  She bowed her head respectfully but not obnoxiously, just enough to be appropriate to his station.  "I was hoping for lodging that was not subject to the coming and going of travelers and strangers on a nightly basis, yet not something where I am committing to a longer stay as there will probably be a time when we are back on a caravan and I do not wish to break a housing agreement to do so.

"Well that's good," she acknowledged.   "It is a little the same with my being out here, and leaving home.  It wasn't an easy choice, and some things have been a challenge, yet I continue to find rewards.  Don't tell me how the story ends!  I may want to read it myself, one day."   She closed the book, replaced it upon the shelf.

"Is your brother your only sibling?   Are you two much alike, or the sort of brothers who are so different, one can only tell by the family name?"   

I have opened an Iomedae's library thread.  I am getting confused trying to keep track of two different private conversations in the same thread :)

Alisa and Domitius, please continue your conversation in there.  I  will repost Alisa's last comment, to give you a bit of a start :)

Kendrick's brow furrowed and relaxed as if he was at peace with his idea. "I understand your concern by staying at an establishment with random foot traffic. Perhaps I can offer an alternate solution that may fit your needs."

"I have an extra room above my shop, Winters Wares and Spices. You're more than welcome to stay there." Kendrick paused to let the idea settle. He raised his hand, "You can pay rent when you're able. Don't worry. I have a business manager, I'll ask him to prepare the room. It should be ready in a few hours."

"That is a kind offer, thank you."  Dara weighed her words carefully.  "We have been in town for less than a day, you will forgive me if I do not immediately accept?"  Obviously Dara was doing her best to avoid offending Kendrick and his fine offer.  "We would prefer to view some of the options before we commit to anything specific.  I hope you understand?"  She judged Kendrick's face trying to read his expression.  So long as he did not seem upset or offended she continued, "I would like to see it.  If the offer is as good as it sounds it might make the decision easy for us."  Dara's eyes looked down to Sara.  "It won't be too loud, will it?"  Then she looked up again.  "Please don't let me hold you up here, I don't mean to keep you here answering all my questions.  But please indulge me this twice more.  Is there a shrine of Sarenrae in this area and is there anything worth visiting within Iomedae's house?  A shrine or library or perhaps a way that I may offer my services and skills to Her faithful?"

"Well if you do decide to accept the offer. You will need to speak with Zack Malford. He's the business manager. He'll show you the room." Kendrick smiled as he imagined Zack's reaction. He made a mental note to speak with him first.

"Not sure if there is a shrine for Sarenrae in Tusk town yet. But you are welcome to use the shrine here for prayers and a the library." Kendrick stopped an acolyte that was passing by, "Please show Miss Dara the way to the library and the shrine. See is visiting. And do you know where I might find Sir Borric?"

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Dara bowed her head politely to Kendrick.  "I will do so."  With the summons of the acolyte, Dara could see their time together was coming to a close.  "Well sir, it is a pleasure to meet you.  I do hope we might meet again sometime."

OOC: My intention is for Dara to meet some more people/players so if she is escorted to the library or other area that would suit me fine.

Kendrick left Dara under the care of the acolyte.

[Kendrick left Iomedae's House]

Have fun with the fuzzy threads.

The acolyte stops his practice and guides Dara into a smaller courtyard, where a stone pillar inscribed with Iomedae's Sun Sword, stands proudly on an open stone plinth covered by a small tiles roof set on pillars.

After a few moments' contemplation he  leads the way towards the library

Domitius hadn't been to Iomedae's house in some time, preparing for fatherhood, overseeing the building of his families villa and running WSM had taken up a lot of his time.  He nodded in greetings to his fellow worshippers as he moved to the central pillar.  There he drew his sword Blazefury and laid it before the carving of Iomedae's sword before kneeling down in prayer.  Several minutes passed in silence before Domitius took up his sword again placing it back into it's scabbard with practiced ease.

With a final nod towards the central pillar he strode out into the courtyard to watch several of the acolytes training, he moved to an empty area of the courtyard before drawing Blazefury, it's mithral blade catching the sunlight as he did.  He ran through a series of drills, first concentrating on his form in a series of simple drills he would stop occasionally to adjust his stance before continuing his increasingly difficult drills.

After ten minutes he was sweating heavily despite the cool breeze, he paused to catch his breath and realised that the other acolytes had stopped and where watching.  It had been a while since he had given a class but now seemed as good a time as any.  "Form up and I'll show you a few tricks brothers." Dom said to the group.  The net hour was spent guiding the acolytes through some of the techniques employed by the Aldori.  At the end satisfied he had contributed to the church in some way Dom dismissed the class, now he was sticking closer to Tusk he would return to train with the faithful more often.