Authority?
Subject Authority?
Or Surin, for that matter.
From: Mark
Subject Authority
Anglewing may just be assuming things.
As to Allistair, he is at least in the employ of the Order, probably not a member. They realize that there are arcane forces in the world.
I do not think Anglewing ordered Surin and Ranthir along, just the 4 that are answerable to the order.
From: Karl
Subject Authority
Salix has no conversation to initiate at this time. He will get ready and meet the assembled group and head to the meeting place with MntS Sephira.
(OOC - but if someone else starts a conversation involving Salix, I'll be happy to role-play it with you.)
From: Porter
Subject Authority
Mund grumbles to himself. He was looking forward to getting away from The Order, Kal, and the rest of the holier-than-thou folk he's put up with for the last couple of months.
At least he'll be around to look after Alley. He goes up to his brother and asks "So, what's the deal? Have you joined Angelwing's order?"
From: Derek
Subject Authority
Allistair laughs. "You don't see me wearing one of those tabards like Kal is, or jumping with a 'yes, sir!' like Harp, do you? I've given no formal oath to the Order of Heironius like Ragnar and Harp have, nor am I serving as retribution such as Kal. I simply promised Quarion that I would help the Order until this problem is resolved... and as long as I don't have any moral conflicts with the mission and the order itself. Technically my promise was fulfilled when we safely returned the first gem to the order, but after seeing Lothnar's vision, I think I'll want to stay with this until it's over.
From: Porter
Suject: Authority
"Well, as annoying as Harp and Kal might be, I'm glad you and I get to travel together for a while longer."
From: Derek
Subject Authority
Allistair is all of a sudden in a rush to get ready to leave. He thought they would have a few more weeks to rest, and Allistair hadn't packed his thinks yet. Fortunately, his gift from the order made that remarkably easy. He quickly shoves everything into his bag of holding, and in a few minutes he's ready to leave.
Allistair takes a look at the elven longsword if his. To take it or not? He hadn't used it even once while in Lothnar's domain, and to tell the truth he trusted his magic more than his sword-arm. Still, it wasn't like he was loaded down now. With a shrug he takes the sword and fastens it under his robe.
With care, he takes his now-larger spellbook and stows it in his pack. This was by far his most valuable posession, and he would be almost useless to the group without it. Now he was able to better protect it and his friends, though.
"Oh, I almost forgot!" Allistair exclaims out loud. "I need to ask Angelwing for a quick favor." With that he dashes back into the hall to try and have a brief word with the celestial.
"Lord Angelwing," Allistair gets his attention. "May I have a brief word with you in private? It will not take long."
From: Mark
Subject Authority
"Certainly, you may. But, please, Heronin, if you please, or Commander if you must, but I am no Lord." The paladin leads Allistair to his private study.