Post by Ingway Desmodius on Aug 17, 2009 2:15:43 GMT -5
A gentle wind blew across the surrounding trees that encircled the Ocean Catheral, the breeze imparting a life to the leaves and blooms of the flora that it blew over, almost as if the soft whistling that was carried upon the wind inspired the trees and shrubs to dance to the harmonic melody. The soft rays of light, imparted a beautiful glistening glow on the crystalline cerulean blue of the ocean, the sparkling specks, like stars that one need not wait for the night sky to see. Finding refuge from the hot midday sun up in the shaded area of a tree's branches, the sweet sea smell that wafted by on the divine breeze threw Ingway into a state of relaxation that he seldom experienced.
Unda was a land that Ingway had grown to love over his many visits, and the soothing sounds of the ocean waves had caused the thought of purchasing some seaside living area to crop up on occasion, but this was hardly the time to consider such a prospect. Ingway had another reason for being here, one that would not allow for such relaxing thoughts, or for much more lazing about.
Resuming his watch of the ongoings outside the cathedral's entrance, Ingway was pleased to see the object he desired being handed carefully to the Priest whom he had spied on earlier, while the mercenaries who had delivered the object, once receiving their pay, promptly did an about face and made their way back to their ships, probably to seek more cheap thrills and lucrative endeavors.
Descending from his well shaded watchtower, Ingway dove into the thicker part of the surrounding forest finding his pirate comrade and her lupin friend patiently waiting.
"Alright, it would appear that we have two way's of doing this: the first being a storming of the cathedral in hopes that they effortlessly surrender the relic, while our second being to sneak surreptitiously through the back area and navigate our way to the relic with the guile and fleet-footed maneuvers of an expert thief. What do you prefer, Miss Barlot?"
Unda was a land that Ingway had grown to love over his many visits, and the soothing sounds of the ocean waves had caused the thought of purchasing some seaside living area to crop up on occasion, but this was hardly the time to consider such a prospect. Ingway had another reason for being here, one that would not allow for such relaxing thoughts, or for much more lazing about.
Resuming his watch of the ongoings outside the cathedral's entrance, Ingway was pleased to see the object he desired being handed carefully to the Priest whom he had spied on earlier, while the mercenaries who had delivered the object, once receiving their pay, promptly did an about face and made their way back to their ships, probably to seek more cheap thrills and lucrative endeavors.
Descending from his well shaded watchtower, Ingway dove into the thicker part of the surrounding forest finding his pirate comrade and her lupin friend patiently waiting.
"Alright, it would appear that we have two way's of doing this: the first being a storming of the cathedral in hopes that they effortlessly surrender the relic, while our second being to sneak surreptitiously through the back area and navigate our way to the relic with the guile and fleet-footed maneuvers of an expert thief. What do you prefer, Miss Barlot?"
