The Temple Cathedral of Abadar - The primary religious edifice in  Tusk.
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Brother Florin stood outside the temple gazing up at the stonemasons at work on the ongoing expansion of the building. One day, he knew, this would grow to rival the minsters and cathedrals of many a larger city than Tusk was ever likely to be. It was a thought that filled him with pride.

Zelona walked up while Brother Florin was looking up at the ongoing stonework.

"Uhh, hi, Brother Florin is it? Is Andalon around? I've a bit of business that I'd like to talk about with him."

Brother Florin looked slightly startled when Zelona spoke from behind him but he recovered quickly.

"Oh, yes miss. He's inside - working on Council business, I think. Follow me, please."

He leads the way into the temple and through to a meeting room on one side. He says little on the way but does at least get her name so he can tell Andalon who his visitor is. He invites Zelona to take a seat on one of the pews nearby while he knocks on the meeting room door and goes in alone.

The door opens and Andalon steps out with Brother Florin a few steps behind.

"Miss Zelona, it is a pleasure to see you. How may I help you?" he asked.

"Chancellor Andalon," Zelona gave a proper curtsy to the cleric of Abadar and smiled.

"I was hoping as the brothers of Abadar, you might be able to help me with a legal matter. Now that I have been in Midmarch for a few months, I have found myself with burgeoning wealth, property, interest in businesses with more on the horizon." She looked between the two clerics and smiled again her hand unconsciously tucking some of her hair back behind her slight elfin ears, "with the dangers incurred by those of us who go out on Lord Henry's expeditions to explore, settle, and tame these lands, I am afraid for all my efforts here to go to waste. I was wondering if you could aid me in drafting a will in case I do not survive this coming Spring outing or future ones beyond that? So that what I've built here can pass to my family and not whither away."

"Also, I presume that copies of such could be made, such that one could be kept on my person while adventuring, another can be stored here, and a third filed with Lord Henry?"

Andalon bowed gently as the proper response to Zelona's curtsy.

"Of course, we would be honoured to assist with the preparation and filing of a will. If you wish to bequeath your estate to your family I assume that there are particular family members that you would wish to name as the beneficiaries?

"Have you thought about naming someone to have the authority to act on your behalf if you are absent or incapacitated for an extended period of time - perhaps for more than a week? You could set out any limits on their authority if you thought that necessary. For example, I have heard of a wealthy and successful adventurer who set out authority for the sale of particular items to secure sufficient funds to have him Raised if he died on one of his many adventures, or for other treatments as necessary if he was incapacitated in some other way.

"We would, of course, ask you to make a suitable donation to the Church of Abadar in return for such services. We would suggest a donation of 5 gold for preparation of the initial will and another 1 gold each for the scribing of each additional copy. We would also recommend that our bank here in Tusk Town would be the most suitable place for safe storage of one copy, although the bank would charge an annual fee for that service."

Zelona smiled as she listened to Andalon speak and lay out questions for her.

"Yes, I would like to bequeath my estate and ownership stake in any business ventures and such to my brother. He will be coming to Midmarch to help run things and will have a good handle on my interests already, I just need to formalize the arrangement so that there is no question. I don't have monetary considerations currently to afford the magics to bring me back from the dead, and honestly I'm unsure if philosophically my position on such. Though I have heard of druidic magics that do similar,... I still need to think through things. For now, let us leave off those considerations."

She looked at the clerics, "I suppose that were I to find myself incapacitated, but not dead, my brother could assume responsibility for my well being as well as the business interests. Your donations suggestions are acceptable. What would the fee be to store these documents in the bank annually?"

Andalon nodded as Zelona spoke, confirming that he understood her intentions.

"Oh, I think the bank would charge a fee of one gold each year to store a small package like that, basically the size of a single scroll. They would keep it locked away securely in a treasure chest in their vault and allow you to access it or even exchange it for a new one without additional charge whenever you need to. You and they would agree on what is to happen to that package after the year is up if you choose not to pay that annual fee next year."

"Excellent, my thanks Chancellor. Once the documents are prepared will you arrange for storage with the bank or should I? Here is your requested donation for preparation and copies, plus some additional to aid your building efforts that I see are on going!" Zelona said with a sparkle in her eye.

OOC: Zelona gives them 20 gp. If they arrange for the bank, she gives another 20 gp to just secure storage for a good long while and not have to think on it.

"Thank you, Miss Zelona. That is very generous of you. We will prepare a draft of the document today and you can review it tomorrow or whenever suits you. If you are happy with the draft you can sign it then and we will sign as witness to your signature, then make two certified copies for you to collect at your convenience. Or if there are changes to the draft we can revise and finalise the document tomorrow with it and two copies ready for your signature by the end of tomorrow. Either way I will arrange for one to be stored securely at our bank here in Tusk on your behalf."

"That sounds perfect. I will be returning up to Oleg's in a few days, so I can stop in tomorrow to review and the following day to collect my copies. Thank you both, and I hope that your day is a day of balanced scales!" she said with a smile before departing.

Before his latest group departs for the Narlmarches, Adoven stopos in briefly to speak with Andalon. "I've discovered that the corpulant man is named Grigori, and that he will be residing here awhile. You might ask Tansy what he said to her. It might give a further clue as to his interests."

"Thankyou Adoven, I will mention it to Brother Florin so he can ask a few questions and keep an eye on things while we are away from town," Andalon assures Adoven.

Domitius entered the cathedral, he signalled one of the acolytes "Excuse me I was wondering if I could speak with Brother Florin?"

The acolyte bowed modestly and hurried off to fetch Brother Florin.

Florin didn't keep his visitor waiting long at all.

"Hello, Domitius. It is good to see you again. I haven't seen you since we got back from Restov. How can I help you?" he asked.

Domitius smiled warmly"Brother Florin, always a pleasure, I need your assistance with a contract of adoption, House Solanus is invite Kiera to join as a cousin.  I will be her sponsor and I have already had permission from the head of the house so we just need to formalise the situation.  Are you able to assist in this matter?"

Florin looked surprised for a moment before he nodded thoughtfully.

"Yes, certainly. I'm sure we can draw up a suitable contract together and no one is better suited than the Church of Abadar to witness and register contracts of all kinds. I have time now if you would like me to sit down with you and work out the details," he offered.

An acolyte whispers something in Florin's ear.

"If you are free then certainly,  I was hoping to get it organised before we head to the Narlemarches."

"Perfect," Brother Florin agreed with a smile. "Come with me to the office and we will discuss the details and write it up straight away. Then it will be all ready for signing whenever Miss Keira and you are both available."

"Aah yes, if I could be so bold, would you send a messenger to her Inn and invite her to join us at her earliest convenience.  I do want to make sure it is all squared away before we head out to the wilderness again."

With a nod from Florin, one of the adepts heads off to find Kiera.

The message had been something she hadn't been expecting- and Abadar's temple hadn't really been somewhere she'd ever thought she'd find a reason to visit.   But, well... she'd cleaned up well- at least she'd made it a point to comb her hair and put on some serviceable clothes (a good shirt and some good trousers)- no sense in antagonizing anyone she didn't have to.

But stepping inside, something is at least a little obvious- if she's feeling fuzzy, she's trying not to show it, but just takes her time walking and looking around.

Eventually, though, she's lead over to Dom, and... someone she kind of maybe vaguely knows?  Maybe he was at one of the gatherings she'd been to, that Lord Henry had put together?

"Uhm... hi, Dom... what's this about?  I mean, this... isn't one of the places I'd ever expect to be called to.  What's going on- you and Ali doing the obvious and making it official already?"

She's just a little nervous- the temple of Abadar isn't a place she's spent much time in.

Kendrick came a few seconds after Kiera. He held a folded letter in his hand as his eyes searched the grounds of the temple. Finally, he found those he sought. But he keep to the edge of the courtyard as if not wanting to intrude. "Ehhem."