[IRP] Dread Star's Zenith

[Swift_Assassin]

Elimine's blessing to you all? You do realize your church tore down her altar, right? Lennox thought to himself at Yuri's greeting. But, he was playing nice, so he nodded in acknowledgement. This Yuri character was a mystery. He must know that Shad's a mage, but he let him go. Perhaps he had a crisis of faith. Lennox knew he had to get any preconceived notions about him out of his head in case that crisis has solved itself. But not now.

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Lennox felt a bit uneasy with the sounds of the footsteps accompanying him. Too much armor for liking, at least in his companions. Carla didn't need armor and she was almost a paperweight compared to the combined weight of the trio with him. He's used to the loudest thing with them being the muffled clinking of the chain-mail inner weave of his cloak. But he wasn't here for comfort, this was a job. Lennox kept looking around, even turning a full 360 degrees multiple times to keep an eye on everything. Besides of being reminded of traversing the Isles just hours before reuniting with his father, Lennox noticed an engrossed expression upon the Unit Captain's face. When he finally spoke up, Lennox was almost relieved he didn't have to pry. "Please, Lennox. Hyperion doesn't mean anything to anyone outside of Etruria. And it doesn't mean much to to anyone in Etruria. To answer your question, though, Unit Captain. I suppose it depends on your point of view. The only real payment I need is a good fight, but I won't turn down gold if offered. I like traveling light, so I usually keep just enough for board or food and donate the rest to those most in need of it. The mother of one of my closest friends volunteered most of her free time at a church in Ostia, so whenever I saw her, she stressed the importance of looking out for the downtrodden."

Lennox wondered why he didn't start talking, but his not exactly regretting his choice of words. You have a man of the cloth and a pair of Lycian soldiers. They could probably tell his a foreigner to them, so offering his ties to both the church and to Lycia should calm any concerns about him suddenly backstabbing them at a moments notice. Make himself seem not too different from them. Hold on. This feels like I'm trying to lull them into a false sense of security.

When Lennox thought back to the soldiers, he realized something about the Unit Captain. Wait. That accent sounds...familiar. Can't place it. I'm certain Yuri's from Ostia. Can't forget that accent for the life of me. But...this guy... Lennox turned his attention to Yuri. He needed to tell him. "Hold that thought, Unit Captain." Lennox was going to approach Yuri when he thought he heard something. Heard someone. He drew his longsword, keeping Dyrnwyn firmly on his back. "Did you hear that, Inquisitor?"