Master Of None Chapter 116
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The high priest was dressed elegantly in flowing red and green robes. He may have been aged but his eyes were sharp behind an old pair of bronze rimmed glasses. He carried a plain wooden scepter to assist in him walking and was followed by two older nuns, as his attendants.
Ross saw this and smiled, his smile showed too many teeth. It was unnerving. The high priest would definitely take his word over some lowborn adventurers. "High priest! I beseech you to halt these trouble makers. They have slandered the good faith of the church and caused a scene in front here. We can not allow them to spread their blasphemy any longer they must be punished!" Those that he gathered had no words for the shameless man in front of them, did he really believe he could win this argument?
" do you not believe me to have proper healing Ross!" The high priest had raised his voice which was indeed a rare occurrence. He was known as a rather patient man to all but when it came to those who wondered and dishonored the faith it was rather different. "Do you not think me a fool? I've already spoken to Avis Garnet about your night out at the auction. Not only that but as I head to greet those who wish to attend healing to I find you abusing your authority. Even more I hear that you have in turn abused your attendants as well? Do you truly wish to be free of this home?" His gaze pierced Ross's soul as of seeing the darkness within. He had royally messed up and was going to pay the price. "Rose please bind him until the guards arrive, he has outstayed his welcome and must travel a new path." At his words the older nun raised a finger and white chains made of light wrapped Ross in to a full cocoon of white chains. He could not even flinch let alone speak. "Thank you dear, as always a wonderful job." The nun gave a nod and watched closely. To ensure Ross stayed in place.
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The high priest took some steps towards Walkers' group. Just as the onlookers were stunned so was the party. This turn of events was not at all expected. Who knew the high priest had heard everything! He even had spoken to Avis about the auction!
"You all must be the tamers guild and the little hero's Avis told me about. If I'm not mistaken I heard there was a little dragon hero too. How sad she's not with you all." The high priest had always had a knack for finding out anything and everything just by listening around the cathedral. If anyone knew what was going on it would be him. The benefit of being the high priest for years aided the multitude of connections he had. "Well I'm any case come inside, I have some nice seats open where we can talk. Oooh don't worry about that fool he'll be ousted from our faith. There's nothing I detest more than those who do not follow the code they pledge." The high priest shook his head, he truly did pity those who fell from the right path. "Rose please watch over poor Ross until the guards are here, we will worry about notifying his family later."
The Hight priest gave them a wave to follow. They all hesitated a moment unsure if it was ok for them to so quickly head inside after such a scene. They were out at ease as they noticed the small crowd praising their actions and even whispers of how fair and strong the high priest was to dish out righteous punishment so fast.
They promptly followed the high priest inside the doors to be greeted by the wonders of the cathedral. This was also the party's first time inside, since they had only been to the smaller lower tier churches. The light shown through many large stained glass windows reflecting the rainbow upon them. Large oak pews lined the inside facing a stone platform. Many people holding a myriad of instruments were seated warming up on the platform. Most notable however was a large pillar holding a glowing orb. It was as if light was being taken and thrown out of it, this brought a warm conforming feeling to everyone looking at it.
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'Entered healing aura: mana recover and health recovery has been boosted.'
This was also unexpected, it was common knowledge that the cathedral had the best means of healing others. The fact that it had an incredibly rare item that created a healing aura was above and beyond this. Just being in the cathedral healed people and sped go mana regeneration. The effects of adding healing music in top of this must be incredible!
These new sights and feeling were overwhelming. The high priest had a smug grin in his face, he would never tire of seeing these looks of awe on those he brought inside. His favorite moment was when an injured person would awaken for the first time to fully bask in the wonderful sight.
The group continued looking all around them taking note of the many carved statues that guarded the walls. These were figures that had truly shaped and greatly influence history along with the faith as a whole. Some had used healing powers never before seen again while others had devoted untold hours and sacrifice to uphold the values of the faith.
Before long the high priest had seated himself upon the front row closest to where the musicians would play. He patted the open spaces next to him waiting for the party and the tamers to take their seats. He may want to have his conversation before the music began but it would be rude to interrupt their viewing of his amazing home. He knew Ross had caused friction in the eyes of the party, and if they would become as influential in the kingdom as Avis was predicting he knew he needed to mend that immediately. He also feared the tamers guild members would tell their guild master to avoid the church greatly reducing the items brought to them necessary for rare healing rituals or even damage the relationship with the alchemists who also partnered with the church. He felt he had a strong goal to achieve in this meeting.
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