A wave of warmth and light splashed deeply againest Zak's face as he pressed his way deeper through the golden gate that adorned the Grand Cathedral. He had just awoken from a distrubing and incredibly realistic dream (see signature) and now having spent a resonable amount of time running ideas and concepts of individualism Zak carried himself with a drak unease into the heart of the temple in hopes of finding an ally to help him on his quest to find this boy in his realm that of Arda.
Unawares of his future he continued to press forward with a studious look as he inspected the large and carefully decorated Cathedral. With a explosion of acumen Zak remebered in the shadow of the chruch a word Micheal this name ran through his head multiple times during the dream but he could never seem to say its word. Find Micheal that was his new goal, with a visable idea clearly lain before him Zak made his way toward many creatures amel and female in an attempt to find an ally that was prepared for such a noble quest.
With a folded wing and a sense of excitment he darted in every direction in a cool manner hoping to find someone anyone for right now his goddess could not help him he had to make the choice for himself...he had to find Micheal.
Avadon, an old warrior of times past, was just walking into the same area, and noticed him. Undaunted, he merely strode past, however. he was here to recieve guidance from one of the saints here on what to do next.
Thus.... he prayed at the alter, and hoped for someone to interact with him, or for him to find something he could do.
Zak trumped through hundreds of creatures and warriors asking for assitance and win hope was about to fade, he laid his eyes upon a centuarian and noble horsemen. Maybe just maybe.
He approached the Centuar with a high but humble air and introduced himself.
"Good day sire I am Da Zakarias Domin but naturally you may call me Zak. I have crossed many forests and mountains to find a companion for a quest I am intended to venture on, whould you be willing to accompany me on this noble venture?"
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The gates cracked open as a young woman steps inside wearing dark cloack, it's hood was hidin her angelic face. Even being a halfling she had an holy aura...during ages that she had been through and all that she had expierenced, Maria had prove she's worth for being an angel..not a halfling....she had a golden heart that forgave everything even to those that meant something bad for her.
Her nightly black eyes wanders around just to see few people inside....Maria wondered if she should leave and come when there will be no one at the cathedral...but this young woman was in a need of a little preyer...of a conversation with god...or perhaps with anyone else who could understand her and help her out with her memories...the past hunts her so badly....she need to forget everthing...and somehow to move on....but it was hard when memories of gone and perhaps already dead former husband...
She silently made her way towards the altar and knelt before it drifting into a silent prayer...The world around her nearly disappeared as she prayed...it seemed to fade out...Maria didn't even bother to remove the hood...it didn't disturb..only kept her beautyful face from others eyes....