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When you get to the room Lios is in, you can hear him crying. Through the door, he is on his knees, hunched over with his hands to together, praying. He is clearly shaking from the force of his sobs. (His collar is effectively a Ring of Sustainance, which is why he is up. I gotta go do something for school, so please don't continue with out me, okay? This is important backstory! =] )
 
(Okay)
"Lios.. Lios, what's wrong?" Balmung called to him, deeply concerned.
 
Lios doesn't turn to him, but stifles his sobbing significantly. He manages to cough out his next words, but they were filled with soul crushing desperation. "I don't... I don't understand at all! I... I'm not supposed to feel like this, am I? I'm a Bishop of Dibella... a connection to the Goddess of Love and Beauty... I'm not allowed. It's not right...... ... Why? After I accepted my place as a 'lover of the world'... why do I find someone I can't help but... but..."
 
He looked at Ber'nia, and remember what she had said they did, and he sighed, putting a hand on his shoulder. "There are several differant types of love, Lios..." He bent down so that only Lios could hear him. "You can love a woman as one you wish to spend your eternity with, and you can love the world for it's natural beauty.. Just like you can love a friend differently than you can love your kin."
(Diplomacy 31.5)
 
Ber'nia looked startled at Lios's apparent break down, looking over at Balmung then back to Lios, still confused as to what was going on. She felt uncomfortable, for a reason she thought she should know but was just outside her grasp.
 
(you Pass by 10. 0.0)
Lios starts shaking his head, speaking with bitter tones in his voice, "You think I don't know that? The clergy of those who worship Dibella, we rarely fall in love. We love, but do not fall. Do you know why? Because it is too focused, too intense... for people trying to love so many things, places, people at once in so many different degrees and ways... To have a fire that strong would burn our own little worlds to tatters."
He pauses for breath, "But it's not unheard of. It is, in fact, encouraged. But few do it. And I... I want to, I want her badly. Before we... well, I'm sure you heard, but before that, I felt jealousy. I should not feel that, were I still in the role I accepted whole-heartedly. The role where I love, but am not attached... I.. I... I am... falling for her, heavily."
Lios lets out a sad chuckle. "And from what I can gather, her people? They do group marriages and polygamy. Dibella might accept that, but I can't! ... Not for me..."
He continues onward, without waiting for response. "I wear a collar, you see. It's a magic collar. Used by high end slavers. Those who wear it don't need to eat. They only need 2 hours of sleep for a full night's rest... and the collars don't come off." He started crying again, his sobs wrenching his body, though he refused to turn to Balmung.
"Do you understand? This is the only life I'd known until mother... but even then!" he snarled out.
Another shift of emotion, and he is speaking soft and sad. "I didn't understand what love was... what real love was, so I went to find it. I read and studied. I prayed the Lady of Love would give me insight.. and she does. Every time. Each time, I find a kind of real love... but it still leaves me unsatisfied."
Lios' took in a deep breath, slowly letting it out. His voice and breathing immediately leveled out and took on a tone completely devoid of emotion. It is really kinda creepy/scary. "Then I found myself. I found balance, and I found comfort, and I found peace of mind. Now... I don't know what to do. I've only known Ber'nia for several hours, not even a day! In addition, I'm certain she wouldn't quite understand my distress, maybe not even these feelings. Our societies, I hear, are vastly different. I am at a total loss."
(Lios didn't notice Ber'nia was there... at all. Failed his listen, refused his spot. ^.^;; )
 
He sighed and flicked Lios's forehead. "Baka. You ever hear 'love is blind' or 'love finds a way?' It's become cliche becuase it's happened so many times. So go, take your shot, and don't give up. Jealousy is HUMAN NATURE. I don't care how devout you are, you are still human. Be respectful, but don't afraid to show that love."
Diplomacy 28.5
 
Ber'nia simply stands, her mouth part way open stunned at Lios's outburst and the revelation. Her mouth moves but no words come out.

(severe culture shock stunned her.)
 
Balmung steps out to let him think about it, putting a hand on her shoulder on the way out. "That goes for you as well. Don't let some order given to you dictate your life." He spoke softly, starting down the stairs.
 
(Pass)
Lios lets out a small 'owie' at being flicked, but Balmung's words seem to help. Lios looks at the floor for a minute.
"Yes... I.. suppose you're right. It.. isn't that unusual, now that I.. now that I stop and think properly..*
Lios stands, smoothing out the front of his robes. "Sorry about that, friend. It's just..." He turns his gaze out the window, looking far off into the sky.
"I know... my head knows she doesn't know... but my heart, and my pride as a Bishop, are hurt by her leaving right afterward, completely un-announced. It is one of the greatest insults to a member of the Dibellan Church."
He bows his head again. "Oh... I wish I could have gotten around to explaining the teachings of my faith beforehand, like I had planned."
Lios sighs. "In my emotional turmoil, I... lost myself for a while, then dumped a lot of unneccesary things on you. For that I apologize."

(I took too long to type again... shit!)
 
Balmung on the stairs, out of sight of his companions, closed his eyes, and went deep into thought, closing himself off a bit to do so.
 
Ber'nia snapped out of her shock as Balmung spoke to her. She nodded at him then steps forward, waiting for Lios to see her there before speaking. "I am sorry I have offended you. I do not know your ways and... well others needed my help in getting ready and you seemed... to be frank gone." She said, attempting to correct some of the problem.

"We should all talk to each other soon, as you all have much to teach me, and I have much I think I could teach you. then this could have been avoided." She said, getting a little more confident. "I can not fix the past, but we can help better what comes next."
 
Lios is surprised she was there and had overheard it all. His face becomes flushed in shame and embarrasment.
"Erm, yes... we should..." He says, struggling to look her in the eyes. He thinks a moment, then asks with genuine curiosity, "And what do you think comes next?"
 
"What comes next is we help this town, then deal with our own problems." Ber'nia replies matter of factly. She realizes that there may still be some trouble in the future, but this will be worth getting through once they get there. "Balmung, is everything packed?" She calls down the stairs to him.

"I am truly sorry Lios, but right now these people should be our top priority, agreed?"
 
He looked at his hand and smiled softly. "Hypocrite... You speak of love like you know the answers.. up until now you thought were incapable of receiving it.. and you go preaching about it? Sometimes you sicken me..." He spoke softly, but coldly to himself as he stood up, heading back downstairs to wait for them in the lobby. He no longer hated himself, though he wasn't sure WHAT to think of himself.
(He's refering to himself)
He jolted back up as he heard her. "Y-yeah! Everything's packed and ready to go!"
 
Lios looks her in the eyes and nods. "Yes. I'll go find out how much time we have left with my spyglass. Who knows how fast those undead really move? Would, er.." He falters, blushing and looking away out of embarrassment. "Would you like to help me? I'm... I'm bad with numbers."
 
It wasn't long before Balmung found himself zoning out again
 
Paul wanders into the Hot Foot Inn, having been helping around the village. Paul finds Volmar at the stairs, giving a low wolfish chuckle. "And what have you been up to? Spying on others again?" Volmar gives a series of barks.
 
"I am not too great with numbers either but I could try. But if we are all set I think we should go, no use waiting around until that army is almost here." Ber'nia says, placing a hand on Lios's shoulder. "Will you be ready when we need to leave?"
 
Balmung doesn't even flinch when he hears Paul enter, and his reactions seem to continue dulling as he goes deeper into thought.
 
Balmung doesn't notice, as hasn't moved a muscle since he sat down in the lobby.
 
Volmar moves alongside Balmung. Paul says to Balmung, "I'll be along, just in a different form, keeping an eye out." Once outside he then wildshapes into an eagle and soars above the caravan. (Spot 47, Listen 40)
 
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