[Orym exhales a soft, relieved breath as Dorian opens his eyes. He's okay. A weight lifts from his chest as he watches the bard sit up, and he shakes his head at the question.]
I don't know. We were walking into the temple and then...
[Then nothing. Then they were here, and their friends are gone. Their clothes are gone and so are their weapons, they're draped in silks and flowers and gold, and Orym doesn't like the way any of this is unfolding. He lets his hand rest against Dorian's shoulder still, as if needing that connection while they figure this out.]
'And then you were chosen by the goddess herself. We have waited for ages for the prophecy to find its vessels. And now you are here, to consummate a union and bring Her blessings upon this temple and its people.'
[The voice that answers is soft, melodic, belonging to a young elven-looking man, blond hair long and bound up in an elaborate braid, wearing a robe adorned with the holy symbol that they had seen on the temple itself before they entered. He stands a ways away from Dorian and Orym, smiling at them with an almost eerie serenity in his expression.]
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Date: 2023-07-01 07:05 am (UTC)I don't know. We were walking into the temple and then...
[Then nothing. Then they were here, and their friends are gone. Their clothes are gone and so are their weapons, they're draped in silks and flowers and gold, and Orym doesn't like the way any of this is unfolding. He lets his hand rest against Dorian's shoulder still, as if needing that connection while they figure this out.]
'And then you were chosen by the goddess herself. We have waited for ages for the prophecy to find its vessels. And now you are here, to consummate a union and bring Her blessings upon this temple and its people.'
[The voice that answers is soft, melodic, belonging to a young elven-looking man, blond hair long and bound up in an elaborate braid, wearing a robe adorned with the holy symbol that they had seen on the temple itself before they entered. He stands a ways away from Dorian and Orym, smiling at them with an almost eerie serenity in his expression.]