Simon
*A fine day can be found within the town of Atshim, clear skies and a shining sun about. A day of productivity, to accomplish ones goals and seek out their ends.*

*An ends that required a lengthy means for one young priest in particular. As to spread the word of the god Adelquin, one must be dedicated to his duties and steadfast in his approach. A voice of warmth, and a confidence in his ability provided by his loving god. All qualities seemingly found in a man speaking in the town square, something of a podium under his feet and a book in his hand.*

*Although unarmored, he had the look of a warrior, perhaps a paladin. His hair something of an explosion of silver locks, bound into segments covering his back. He wore a standard blue tunic, and a necklace resembling the dragons of old. A short sword at his belt, although it looked like it hadn't been drawn in ages.*
"And Adelquin, creator of all did battle with the destroyer, Dirwe! The spilled dragon's blood came to be our seas and rain, and hellish fire from his maw so burned the desert into being! Thank the all mighty for everything that you have, and fail not to enjoy every aspect provided by our deities suffering!"

*The paladin preached and sung and prayed, but his crowd did not grow. Most citizens passing by the man, tuned out to his calls to god. He sighs, closing the book and seeming to pack up.*
"People aren't very interested it seems..."
John
*From afar one of the local priests had been watching his meager sermon with some vague interest. Once he'd finished his preaching she made her presence known by approaching him. He'd feel a gentle hand on his back. Behind him stood a canifor lady nearly 7ft tall, wearing black/grey robes with a hood up. She had a soft smile on her face as she looked to him.* "I think you might be preaching in the wrong place, you'll find few willing converts here, of all places."
Simon
*The considerably shorter trenton seemed to jump, as he felt a hand on his back. Slowly glancing back to find the somewhat menacing figure of a canifore woman behind him. Fortunately, she seemed to be offering him good intentions. From the look of her clothing, she seemed to be a maiden of the church.*
"A-ah... Well, sister. There is not much use in preaching to the quire."

*The trenton turns to face her completely, offering his hand.*
"Ahem- My name is Gabriel."
John
*She hadn't expected him to be so friendly, given that he was here trying to convert people after all. She nevertheless took his hand and gave it a shake, her warm smile still present.* "Mira, I'm one of the priestesses here. You've come a long way to get to Atshim, no? I rarely see your kind this far to the west." *Judging by her face and general body shape she was probably middle aged.*
Simon
"Yes, the journey was long to get here. Although I do not regret my travels, the cultures of this land are quite interesting."
*Gabe looks across the town, seeming to pause on the foreign architecture and designs of art. He shakes his head though, looking back up to the wolf lady.*

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Sister Mira. Uh-... Im embarrassed to ask this so soon after meeting you, but could you give me a favor? Im unable to read the texts here, and haven't been able to find any luck with an inn to stay at."
*The trenton puts a hand to the back of his neck, giving a nervous smile. His youth showing in his smile, as well as his inexperience with this land.*
John
*She smirked a little bit at his embarrassment, nodding a little.* "I have room at my home. I'll let you stay, on one condition. You had better give me good conversations and eat the food I make for you, hm?" *She said with a faint grin, giving his hair a gentle ruffle.* "How long are you planning on staying in Atshim?"
Simon
*Gabriel would blink blankly, confused at the offer to stay with her. He only meant for her to recommend a good inn.*
"A room? Oh, that is really too kind sister- I don't want to intrude, a room recommendation at an Inn would be just fine-"

*The man's apparent rambling would be cut off as he recieved a pat on the head. His hair silky and fluffy, sinking quite a bit before is reached his head.*
"A-ah... Well... About a week. Perhaps longer if I find the need to earn some money."
John
*She found his shyness about the offer to be a little funny, letting out a quiet chuckle as she gently pet his head.* "I've never seen a shy preacher before." *She just had to tease him a little.* "Come, come, you can stay for as long as you like. I'd be happy to have a guest." *And without taking no for an answer she retracted her hand and went to walk off, hoping he'd follow.*
Simon
"Ehe- I... Thank you, miss..."
*It would seem to preacher had decided to resign himself. And while he usually wasn't this shy, he found himself stuttering around this towering furry preistess. He quickly collects his things, amounting to two rather large bags, one having a pair of shiny armor hung around it.*
"If theres anything I can do to repay you for this, please just say. Money, labor... You asked for conversation, no?"
John
"Indeed. I do hope you have some stories to tell." *She let him catch up with her and gently gave his shoulder a quick pat and a squeeze before leading onwards. Her home wasn't far from here, close to the Hasaapian temple. She walked inside.* "Please, make yourself at home, I'll make us some tea to drink hm?" *It was a modest 2 story home, with a small living space downstairs with a kitchen and dining room, and an upstairs with a single big bedroom and storage space.*
Simon
"Thank you again- Yes, that would be wonderful."
*He gave her a nod and a smile, idly looking around the place. Although it was modest, it was much homier than any chapel he'd stayed at. He steps forward, placing his bags down with a huff, seeming to stretch after.*
"I may have one or two... Admittedly, my journey here has not been very interesting. I thank Adelquin for protecting my path."

*The trenton seemed to look for a place to sit, eventually finding himself at the dining table.*
John
*She'd continue to smile gently as he sat down and relaxed a bit. She pulled her hood down, revealing her head in full. She went into the dining room and moved a kettle over an open fire stove. It had been nearby so it didnt take long to boil. She made tea for the two of them and brought the cups over, setting one infront of him and sitting down across from him.* "So where are you from, Gabriel?" *She smiled and blew on her tea.*
Simon
*Gabriel seemed to be day dreaming, observing what little nick nacks laid around the room in the mean time. His attention suddenly snapping back as he spots his host enter and provide him with tea. He smiles, gingerly picking up the cup but pausing before he drinks.*
"Thank you for the tea. Oh- I come from an island nation, far off the coast of Silnaria. The pinnacelian, if you've heard of it."

*He then takes a sip of the drink, eyes lighting up as he enjoyed it's taste.*
"Ah~ Delicous."
John
*Her smile picked up a bit as she saw him enjoy the tea, drinking some of her own.* "I've never been, but I have heard of it. I've travelled all over, except anywhere a boat is needed. I was born here, in Atshim, though in a poorer part of the city. This is my home but I rarely stay here, I always love going out and exploring." *She rested her elbows on the table and leaned forward. Her eyes were now a lot more visable with her hood down, her gaze was soft and welcoming.*
Simon
"You're also a traveler?"
*Gabriel seemed abit more intrigued at this revelation. Peering up to meet Mira's new found gaze, an admittedly different sight to one he was used to. He had met beastkin before, even fought along side some, but this felt different... Maybe because he was staying with her, or her intimidating size. Whatever the case, he better adapt soon, she was being quite kind to him after all.*
"May I ask why you haven't traveled by boat? The seas may be intimidating, but they are quite an experience. Although the travel is long and there is not much to do."
John
"I can't say I ever had much reason to. I started travelling after the last big war with the mentians ended. I've been all over the continent, but I spent a lot of my time down with the Siuians down south. There's not many ships there." *She smiled a little, she didn't seem afraid of the sea at least. She sipped on her tea.* "Where's the furthest you've been from home?"
Simon
*Gabe nodded, seeming to lean back into his chair and gaze up at the ceiling. Seeming to wince at the mention of a war with their Mentian neighbors. News didn't travel well across the seas, so he didn't really know anything about the conflict. His eyes fall back down to the canifore as she asks him where his travels had lead.*
"The furthest...? Well, i'll admit i've only hit the mainland recently, but i've gone up north quite alot. I suppose Runra would have to be the farthest."