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−	<div></div>	+	<div></div><br> <br>A fine early afternoon in Firmament, the weather cooler now that the end of the year is upon Promise. Still, not many beings choose to brave the midday sun in their travels about the city, save for one spot. Saints' Square is packed with beings, mostly carrying non-perishable goods of some sort to booths set up alongside the statues where they are collected and inventory taken. Various members of the Sweetwater nobility and Church oversee the whole process, knowing that this is a good chance for public relations. A small refreshment table has been provided off to one side, but it would appear only those who have donated at allowed to partake, and not too much at that.<br> <br>Public relations? Ya....that's what most of the nobles where here for. Angus flashes a smile to the beings coming up to the collection booth, his friendly demeanor coming out as for once the fox is unarmed. "Sheesh....there is a representative of each house out today at this thing...Wonder if they will even contribute anything to this." The fox mutters as he eyes up the other nobles, looking to see if he new a few of them by name and face.<br> <br>Emmett seems to be his usual good-spirited yet tired self; though he's not manning the booths and tables today, frankly he looks like he's been putting in some labor. The young priest hauls in a crate of supplies for one of the Church-run booths though and wipes his brow. "Think that's it for now. Guess I can mingle a bit," he remarks with a smile, and he starts to take a look around. Ah, there's someone. He lifts a hand and waves to Angus, panting a little.<br> <br>Mirana walks out of the church proper, having come for a check up, every week now, and she isn't having the easiest of time getting around. She smiles wide though, though her back is killing her! She gives a few waves to people, more then slightly proud of the family creast around her neck, and the Priest patch on her shoulder. She stops and pants a moment, "Not.. not long now." she says to herself before she notices Angus and Emmett. She starts her slow waddle over to the pair!<br> <br>Alef is busy working at the moment, not lifting crates, thank the Creators, that would have killed her by now, but tending a merchents booth and thanking the people who bring donations, having added a large cut of her recent crowns profits from working for the merchents to the drive, "Thank you for your donations maim, please help yourself to the refreshments and Creators bless you~" Nodding her head as a hand pats her shoulder, the person to take over for her arriving. She gets up without complaint and walks into the crowd to mingle.<br> <br>Indeed, everything appears to be going swimmingly well. As noon approaches, preparations are made for an impromptu noon mass off to one side of the square so as not to interrupt the proceedings too much. The crowd only continues to thicken with those seeking to give - perhaps it's a good show of faith that so many are willing to help in this time of need, even in this limited capacity. It's a bit of a squeeze in parts, but not so much that it's impossible to mingle about for now.<br> <br>Angus smiles as he notices Emmett approaching him. "Hello there Priest." He teases the goat as he nudges him with his elbow. His ears perk up as he notices the merchants booth, and he turns to emmett. "Excuse me for a second." Giving the goat a nod he walks up to the booth and deposits a bag of crown right in front of the merchant as he gives Alef a nod in greeting.<br> <br>Angus spends 1000 Crown for RP reasons.<br> <br>Emmett lets out a little chuckle in delight. "Angus," he says in greeting with a nod. He waves his hand a little, a gesture suggesting he's certainly alright with the momentary interruption; he offers a smile to Alef and a curious glance, stroking his chin. But for now, he directs his attention toward Mirana, waving a greeting. "Well, hello there!" he says to her. "Haven't gotten to chat with you much since I joined up, but perhaps now's as good a time as any, eh?"<br> <br>Mirana looks over as Angus completely ignores her, then again, with what she has heard, maybe that is for the best. Instead her attention focuses on Emmett, "Help me get to a bench please..." she says with more then a slight groan in her voice, holding the small of her back. "And no, haven't had much talk lately, I don't get out too much right now." she says, "How have you been?" Then she notices Alef and gives a quick wave before looking to Emmett, her would be savior?<br> <br>Alef Smiles as Angus makes his donation. "Creators Bless you." Nodding and walking away from the booth. "How you doing Angus? I havent seen you in a while, everything been ok Sir? not getting shot any are you?" smiling gently, waving to Mirana and smiling as she talks to the goat priest.<br> <br>As everyone mingles, the noon mass is just about to start when Angus is approached by one of the priests who'd been collecting donations earlier. "Lord Solacious? A moment, please? Would you mind watching over a wagonload of goods down to the soup kitchen by the edge of the shanties? It'll only take a moment, and you can probably be back in time for the important parts of the mass.
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		+	"We do need someone on each delivery run - not that any trouble is expected on the route, but mostly to make sure there're some eyes on the lot at all times. If you could just see it down safely and make sure it's properly stored away and taken stock of, that would be great. Feel free to take anyone you'd like with you - there's probably enough room in the back for that."<br> <br>Angus nods in greeting to the priest. "Oh? Why of course. Anything to help the church." He gives the priest a bow before he turns to Alef. "Oh no, haven't gotten shot in a few days. And would you like to accompany me on this task?" He asks of her as he moves up to Emmett and Mirana. "Hello there Sister, would you and Emmett like to help the church transport a few things over to a soup kitchen near the edge of Shanty town?"<br> <br>Emmett winces as he realizes Mirana might not be in the best of shapes. "Oh goodness, yes, of course," the goat says to her, offering an arm around her back in support. "I've been just fine myself. Doing whatever I can around town to help folks out. Sometimes I get, you know, sort of the problem people, the ones who need help but don't know how to accept it? I'm constantly wondering what sort of approaches I can take to make myself more, er... approachable, I guess." Angus's invitation catches his attention. "Errr. Y-yes, I would personally love to. But I am not so sure she should make such a trip. She needs to sit," he claims. Of course, that priest did mention seating room on the wagon...<br> <br>Mirana gives a slight sigh of relief as she is supported up a bit, then looking over to Angus as he talks of help moving supplies. Mira smiles, "Anything to.. mmm.. to help out, and I'll sit on the way, doctor Jeremy says I'm doing fine." she says, moving slightly away from the delightful support of Emmett's arm.. much to her back's regret, but she'll deal, what is a little back pain to a pheonix... at least that is her thinking. "Lead the way brother." she says, giving a wave to Alef as well. She ponders a second, "When we get there, give me a moment, in the wagon that is." she says, ready to try and keep up with Angus.<br> <br>Alef moves quickly to help support Mirana as well "Of course, il join in and help. just might not be able to lift as much, but il do my best." Nodding gently "Of course, you just sit in the wagon and rest as much as you can." giving angus and Mirana a nod and offering her hand to Emmett "Pleasure to meet you sir, im Alef." ready to help Mirana get to the wagon and into it when they move on.

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Revision as of 04:01, 22 October 2013

Participants

• Alef
• Angus
• Emmett
• Mirana
• Sveta

Date

21/10/476

Log

A fine early afternoon in Firmament, the weather cooler now that the end of the year is upon Promise. Still, not many beings choose to brave the midday sun in their travels about the city, save for one spot. Saints' Square is packed with beings, mostly carrying non-perishable goods of some sort to booths set up alongside the statues where they are collected and inventory taken. Various members of the Sweetwater nobility and Church oversee the whole process, knowing that this is a good chance for public relations. A small refreshment table has been provided off to one side, but it would appear only those who have donated at allowed to partake, and not too much at that.

Public relations? Ya....that's what most of the nobles where here for. Angus flashes a smile to the beings coming up to the collection booth, his friendly demeanor coming out as for once the fox is unarmed. "Sheesh....there is a representative of each house out today at this thing...Wonder if they will even contribute anything to this." The fox mutters as he eyes up the other nobles, looking to see if he new a few of them by name and face.

Emmett seems to be his usual good-spirited yet tired self; though he's not manning the booths and tables today, frankly he looks like he's been putting in some labor. The young priest hauls in a crate of supplies for one of the Church-run booths though and wipes his brow. "Think that's it for now. Guess I can mingle a bit," he remarks with a smile, and he starts to take a look around. Ah, there's someone. He lifts a hand and waves to Angus, panting a little.

Mirana walks out of the church proper, having come for a check up, every week now, and she isn't having the easiest of time getting around. She smiles wide though, though her back is killing her! She gives a few waves to people, more then slightly proud of the family creast around her neck, and the Priest patch on her shoulder. She stops and pants a moment, "Not.. not long now." she says to herself before she notices Angus and Emmett. She starts her slow waddle over to the pair!

Alef is busy working at the moment, not lifting crates, thank the Creators, that would have killed her by now, but tending a merchents booth and thanking the people who bring donations, having added a large cut of her recent crowns profits from working for the merchents to the drive, "Thank you for your donations maim, please help yourself to the refreshments and Creators bless you~" Nodding her head as a hand pats her shoulder, the person to take over for her arriving. She gets up without complaint and walks into the crowd to mingle.

Indeed, everything appears to be going swimmingly well. As noon approaches, preparations are made for an impromptu noon mass off to one side of the square so as not to interrupt the proceedings too much. The crowd only continues to thicken with those seeking to give - perhaps it's a good show of faith that so many are willing to help in this time of need, even in this limited capacity. It's a bit of a squeeze in parts, but not so much that it's impossible to mingle about for now.

Angus smiles as he notices Emmett approaching him. "Hello there Priest." He teases the goat as he nudges him with his elbow. His ears perk up as he notices the merchants booth, and he turns to emmett. "Excuse me for a second." Giving the goat a nod he walks up to the booth and deposits a bag of crown right in front of the merchant as he gives Alef a nod in greeting.

Angus spends 1000 Crown for RP reasons.

Emmett lets out a little chuckle in delight. "Angus," he says in greeting with a nod. He waves his hand a little, a gesture suggesting he's certainly alright with the momentary interruption; he offers a smile to Alef and a curious glance, stroking his chin. But for now, he directs his attention toward Mirana, waving a greeting. "Well, hello there!" he says to her. "Haven't gotten to chat with you much since I joined up, but perhaps now's as good a time as any, eh?"

Mirana looks over as Angus completely ignores her, then again, with what she has heard, maybe that is for the best. Instead her attention focuses on Emmett, "Help me get to a bench please..." she says with more then a slight groan in her voice, holding the small of her back. "And no, haven't had much talk lately, I don't get out too much right now." she says, "How have you been?" Then she notices Alef and gives a quick wave before looking to Emmett, her would be savior?

Alef Smiles as Angus makes his donation. "Creators Bless you." Nodding and walking away from the booth. "How you doing Angus? I havent seen you in a while, everything been ok Sir? not getting shot any are you?" smiling gently, waving to Mirana and smiling as she talks to the goat priest.

As everyone mingles, the noon mass is just about to start when Angus is approached by one of the priests who'd been collecting donations earlier. "Lord Solacious? A moment, please? Would you mind watching over a wagonload of goods down to the soup kitchen by the edge of the shanties? It'll only take a moment, and you can probably be back in time for the important parts of the mass.

"We do need someone on each delivery run - not that any trouble is expected on the route, but mostly to make sure there're some eyes on the lot at all times. If you could just see it down safely and make sure it's properly stored away and taken stock of, that would be great. Feel free to take anyone you'd like with you - there's probably enough room in the back for that."

Angus nods in greeting to the priest. "Oh? Why of course. Anything to help the church." He gives the priest a bow before he turns to Alef. "Oh no, haven't gotten shot in a few days. And would you like to accompany me on this task?" He asks of her as he moves up to Emmett and Mirana. "Hello there Sister, would you and Emmett like to help the church transport a few things over to a soup kitchen near the edge of Shanty town?"

Emmett winces as he realizes Mirana might not be in the best of shapes. "Oh goodness, yes, of course," the goat says to her, offering an arm around her back in support. "I've been just fine myself. Doing whatever I can around town to help folks out. Sometimes I get, you know, sort of the problem people, the ones who need help but don't know how to accept it? I'm constantly wondering what sort of approaches I can take to make myself more, er... approachable, I guess." Angus's invitation catches his attention. "Errr. Y-yes, I would personally love to. But I am not so sure she should make such a trip. She needs to sit," he claims. Of course, that priest did mention seating room on the wagon...

Mirana gives a slight sigh of relief as she is supported up a bit, then looking over to Angus as he talks of help moving supplies. Mira smiles, "Anything to.. mmm.. to help out, and I'll sit on the way, doctor Jeremy says I'm doing fine." she says, moving slightly away from the delightful support of Emmett's arm.. much to her back's regret, but she'll deal, what is a little back pain to a pheonix... at least that is her thinking. "Lead the way brother." she says, giving a wave to Alef as well. She ponders a second, "When we get there, give me a moment, in the wagon that is." she says, ready to try and keep up with Angus.

Alef moves quickly to help support Mirana as well "Of course, il join in and help. just might not be able to lift as much, but il do my best." Nodding gently "Of course, you just sit in the wagon and rest as much as you can." giving angus and Mirana a nod and offering her hand to Emmett "Pleasure to meet you sir, im Alef." ready to help Mirana get to the wagon and into it when they move on.