Chapter Three
Back in Karril's temple in their bodies materialize once more. Karril claped his hands and one
of his priestesses rushed forward and bowed low before him. "What is it that you require, sir?", she
said. He gestured to Phoenix standing beside him, still clad in not but her wings, "Bring this girl
something suitable to wear and a cloak as well.", the priestess bows once more and hurries off to do his
bidding. Phoenix stands where she appeared looking straight before her, her gaze piercing threw the
walls, seeing them for the illusions they are, after a moment she turns to Karril and speaks, her words
cool and her voice itself wrapped with fae, "You have a fair number of worshipers here.... I see that the
new found faith in the One Church has not diminished your following too drastically." Karril blinked,
"How is it that you know about the One Church?" "I can work a simple knowing as well as you can,
and you forget that what he knew I know....," she cut off as the priestess returned with the requested
articles then left hurriedly. Phoenix looked at each in turn then doned them quickly, making her wings
disappear so that the shirt would fit properly. She once again turned her dark gaze to her brother, "All
that i now require is currency so i can buy a decent weapon.", she smiles darkly for a moment and
continuesm, "I believe I aquired his skill with a blade as well.... Or at least his preferance for them."
Karril nodded and walked to another room, returning in a moment with a pouch filled with gold. "This
should last you for as long as you desire it to. I have done as asked the rest is up to you," She took the
bag and secured it to her belt while turning and heading towards the door, just before she reached it she
turned back and looked at him mischiviously, "Don't worry about me brother... Its the priest you
should worry about." Karril looked at her suspisciously, "What do you mean?" She simply smiled,
turned and headed outside while calling over her shoulder, "I'm just going to see what Damien Vryce's
reaction will be when he meets the female incarnation of Gerald Tarrant...."
Back in Karril's temple in their bodies materialize once more. Karril claped his hands and one
of his priestesses rushed forward and bowed low before him. "What is it that you require, sir?", she
said. He gestured to Phoenix standing beside him, still clad in not but her wings, "Bring this girl
something suitable to wear and a cloak as well.", the priestess bows once more and hurries off to do his
bidding. Phoenix stands where she appeared looking straight before her, her gaze piercing threw the
walls, seeing them for the illusions they are, after a moment she turns to Karril and speaks, her words
cool and her voice itself wrapped with fae, "You have a fair number of worshipers here.... I see that the
new found faith in the One Church has not diminished your following too drastically." Karril blinked,
"How is it that you know about the One Church?" "I can work a simple knowing as well as you can,
and you forget that what he knew I know....," she cut off as the priestess returned with the requested
articles then left hurriedly. Phoenix looked at each in turn then doned them quickly, making her wings
disappear so that the shirt would fit properly. She once again turned her dark gaze to her brother, "All
that i now require is currency so i can buy a decent weapon.", she smiles darkly for a moment and
continuesm, "I believe I aquired his skill with a blade as well.... Or at least his preferance for them."
Karril nodded and walked to another room, returning in a moment with a pouch filled with gold. "This
should last you for as long as you desire it to. I have done as asked the rest is up to you," She took the
bag and secured it to her belt while turning and heading towards the door, just before she reached it she
turned back and looked at him mischiviously, "Don't worry about me brother... Its the priest you
should worry about." Karril looked at her suspisciously, "What do you mean?" She simply smiled,
turned and headed outside while calling over her shoulder, "I'm just going to see what Damien Vryce's
reaction will be when he meets the female incarnation of Gerald Tarrant...."