Lawrence
The change of tone was unexpected and Kael was surprised/shocked. "I didn't mean to insult you. It's my job to protect my master." Which was starting to nag at him again. If the prophet ran away, who would protect Master Orien? Sure, Melinda would be there, but she wouldn't take Kael's place, seeing as she had her own master to attend to. "Prophets greet visitors and see what they want before they can go any further unless the master states otherwise." Maybe this was a good thing, pissing the elf off so that would kill any sort of adventure before it even began! What was Kael thinking? Him, going off and seeing the world when he had a good home to stay in. There was nothing out there for him, nothing that'd he'd want... And yet, the prophet felt as though he was being robbed of something. It has happened many times, opportunities that were shot down and then there were... Deeper things. His family for instance. He couldn't even remember them and may as well have just popped into existence. The other was his freedom, a true freedom, not one that needed to be asked or begged for. He wanted to travel, wanted to see the world, even at a risk. "Please." He tried. "Forgive me."
John
*Checks the map that he has been given to* 

*Heads to miller dale and reaches after hours of walking*
"This seems to be nice place, I wonder If I can gather some information"
*Asks people if they know anything about East-monsters*

*After some effort, he has been given a guide map to a camp in southern mountains*
"You've gotta be kidding me! Ah no choise left"
*Walks to mountains again*
Bertha
Rothimas listened to Kael and then asked a question, "What do you see from me?" He asked. The necromancer obviously had a darkness that shrouded him, but could Kael pierce that and see past it to the man who wanted, above all else, knowledge? Yes, he reanimated corpses, but there was more to him than that. He not only wanted to reanimate them, he wanted to bring them back to life. He sipped his wine as he waited for the other to answer.