- Joined
- Jul 20, 2014
It was almost midnight when Rolo and Angas were escorted to the middle of the stone circle in a temple. Two brave warriors who only recently finished cleaning their shields and armour from blood and dirt of the recent battle. They stood in a spot where eyes of gods will be turned tonight, ignorant of actual reason, they knew that no one is invoked into stone circle without the reason.
Both of them apperead calm, though only recently they were in a great hall with their leaders and king himself hunting wenches and drinking mead when priest in dark grey robes appeared and picked them up. Only few minutes ago Rolo felt a spike of anger at them for ruining his plans for this night, but all that disappeared when he realised the honour they were presented with.
Still holding their weapons they waited patiently for high priest or priestess to appear.
Both of them apperead calm, though only recently they were in a great hall with their leaders and king himself hunting wenches and drinking mead when priest in dark grey robes appeared and picked them up. Only few minutes ago Rolo felt a spike of anger at them for ruining his plans for this night, but all that disappeared when he realised the honour they were presented with.
Still holding their weapons they waited patiently for high priest or priestess to appear.