Re: The Feast.
As the day of departure for Glissom arrives, Brannon gathers together those who will be travelling with him. "We depart this morning for Glissom City. It has been some weeks since I left, and of those who set out with me, I alone am returning - the others having scaterred to undertake quests of their own. I am thererfore grateful for your company, but I must warn you that travelling with me, especially into Glissom, places you in danger. I would be fully open with everyone before we leave, so that you know the danger you are facing. I am doing this as an act of faith - to show the trust I place in you, since what I am about to tell you will be enough to see me killed and bring all I work for to naught once we are over the border."
He scratches his chin, thoughtfully, as if thinking over the best way to phrase what he is about to say: and indeed he is. "All is not well in Glissom. Dark forces are stirring - evil events taking place, and they cannot all be placed at the feet of the fleeing acolytes of the unlamented Duke who was so rightfully overthrown here in Ereworn.
"I told you that I was sent to investigate such occurences, and so I was. But not by the Temple of Flame. I serve my Goddess - the Hearthmother Brigantia - first and foremost and with every fibre of my being. I serve the Temple next, but a rot has set in among the rulers of Glissom - and I do not know if my Temple has been affected, or whom I can trust there. I do not like deceit, but I find myself enmeshed in the conspiracy of others. Our King - Durindar - has secreted himself away, has not been seen in public for years, and no one knows why. During that time, Steward Kilnded has ruled on his behalf. Well, as far as most are concerned. He keeps the nation stable, and appears to be wise. Perhaps he is genuine, but I have reason to suspect that all is not well. Kilnded oversaw the destruction of the mighty Clann Cernach, accusing them of being worshippers of Darkness. The Clann was massacred - their lands and goods distributed among their rivals."
He pauses, frowning, clearly pained by what has taken place. "I tell you this. There are Darkness Worshippers in Glissom: I have spent my time trying to uproot them! But Clann Cernach is not among them, and the dissolution of that Clann has not stopped it. If anything, it has made things worse, for I suspect that those involved in Clann Cernach's fall are themselves in the service of Darkness, and looking to cover their tracks and cement their grip on power."
He pauses again, choosing his words carefully. "Listen! What I am about to tell you is dangerous information. In the wrong hands, it will kill innocent people, and imperil Glissom City... perhaps even the world. I tell you this: Colm Cernach, Hearthfather of the Temple of Flame, son of Cernach's leaders, survived the massacre of his family, and has worked from the shadows to oppose those who serve the Darkness, and gain justice for the wrong done to his people. I have sworn myself to Hearthfather Cernach, and it was he who sent me to investigate the darkness. I know him well - I have fought alongside him, have stared into the abyss with him, and know how fervent an opponent of the Darkness and servant of Brigantia he is. Clann Cernach is the only hope I can see for our benighted nation."
He wipes his brow. "There! I have said it. I have pledged Clann Cernach's as an ally to King Corbin. He has sent some of you as agents to discern the truth of what I say. I would ask no more of you. Come with me, and discern for yourselves the truth of what is happening in Glissom. I ask only that you do not betray the secret I have given to you. It is a considerable burden, and I am placing great trust in you in giving this information."
Having delivered this speech, Brannon looks exhausted - it is clearly something that has been weighing on his mind during their time in Ereworn. His eyes scan his companions for their reactions.
OOC: /Exposition. :D