The Search for Xanar

Bells and whistles

Castor was getting irritated.

Ever since they left Gastard's office, Corbin had been on his tail like a mutt in heat!

From Gastard's gate, the fat priest had asked him, 'What sort of spell is this!? I sense no magic from it! Do you take me for a novice like my liege!?'

And he would always reply, 'All that's needed is For the Cylinder to be opened and then the Spectres would rise, is that part a lie? You saw me perform it before we left, didn't you?'

The priest still wasn't satisfied, he would hound him with questions, At the south gate he asked about his origins, at the warehouses he had asked him about the nature of his clan.

And now in the temple....

"What you're doing counts as blasphemy!" he spat, the congregation members joined in voicing the priest's disdain.

"Cretin!" one woman shouted.

"Devil worshipper!" another screamed.

"......How many knights do you have within the temple?" Castor ignored their protests.

"what does it matter?"

"My contract binds me to protect all