Stormreach: Temple of Pelor
DINING HALL: Forge, Krite, Riceak
Ric goes with the warforged and gnome and enters the dining hall. Its a rather cozy area with a kitchn about thirty feet away. Several tables and chairs line the area. Sitting near the kitchen are four priests, quietly talking. Forge does recognize them but they all go by the name 'Father'. The cook pops up and pulls out some scones, bread and apple cider. She motions for them to enter and waits by a table "Welcome! Come sit and drink! We have plenty! Oh? Forge someone left something for you in the blacksmith. Would you mind fetching it? Not sure where it was left. They can eat while you go, its alright!"
MAIN AREA: Cumarinda, Faolan
The druid stares at the priestess, not really wanting to go with the others and he has permission to remain. The priestess pauses and sits down, motion for them to sit on the next pew "What troubles you? It seems you have a protector, am I correct and one that is not one of us? Yes I can tell. We welcome everyone here if they are of good intents."
Faolan sits down if Cumarinda does. He just nods his head remaining silent for a moment "Yes I am her protector. And no, I do not believe in your god. Nothing against what you stand for."
The priestess nods her head, finally getting him to speak.