Re: Chapter #7a: Handling the Tiller (Kellan)
Kellan leaned slightly on his pole axe as he considered his Sergeants question. There were many factors to weigh and many ways to say them.
On the one hand the discovery of a temple devoted to Lamastu under Sandpoint could drastically change the way the town was percieved. It really would be a matter for learned men, such as Sage Quink and Cato, the spiritually attuned such as Father Zantus and of course the Mayor. It could stand to attract all manner of folks from far and wide, from the curious and erudite to the depraved and degenerate.
On the more personal, and decidedly more selfish note he kind of wanted the others to see what they had accomplished. He wanted the town to know what kind of dangers they had faced. He was proud of what they had done down there, but beat down the prideful urges to display it before his neighbors and peers. They had made Sandpoint safer, and that should be enough reward in itself.
Kellan looked to his feet then back up, speaking softly now as not to let the guardsman downstairs hear.
"With all due respect, I think that's a decision for the Mayor and the council sir. There are a lot of very...sensitive, things down there, and the way they are made public could have a big effect on the town. I have no doubts that you and the men could handle anything you might find down there, and that's really not what I'm worried about so much as the area itself. I reccomend keeping some men posted here to keep out the curious or the reckless...and to handle anything that comes up. After we pass it up the chain of command we can go from there. Hopefully it will be a matter of hours, if that."
The guardsman watched Tillers face carefully for any signs of the stoic mans thoughts as he replied, hoping that he would not invoke the notorious Tiller temper.
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