Brother Rufus met each of the girl's greetings in kind, smiling and waving at Hanna, bowing a little towards Juris, nodding and saying "Minyche" with his somewhat rough accent twisting the name just a bit, and saying "Thank you, it is a pleasure to have you with us" to Amerynth.<br/><br/>With the introductions out of the way brother Rufus pointed his donkey down the cobblestone road towards the city docks. "And so our group is gathered and our adventure begins" he mused as you all pass under the gatehouse. "Where I a younger man I might consider myself incredibly lucky to be in such company, but now I am just pleased to have such stalwart heroes to protect me and the relic." He chuckles quietly to himself and turns to face Amerynth, "That is it dear, you can unwrap it if you like but please do be careful. It is very important to my order."<br/><br/>The item in question was nothing more than a wooden spoon, roughly crafted and, to be brutally honest, ugly. "Belonged to a saint," Rufus quickly explained. "It's no golden warhammer with a long list of demons and dragons it has slain in the hands of great paladins, but it is very important to us."<br/><br/><div align="center">* * *</div><br/>Rufus lead his donkey down the path at a leisurely pace. The Farline docks where set an hours or so walk from the city along a stretch of coast where the sea is met by cliffs. The waterfront buildings have been built at the very edge of the cliff out of sturdy grey stone and are covered in algae but have otherwise weathered the elements well over the years. The wooden buildings behind the cliff face are worn and in need of repair though.<br/><br/>As he reached the point where the road began to decline sharply and follow the cliff face down to the piers Brother Rufus points out a small, fast looking ship with three large triage sails and an eagles head sculpted on the bow. "That ship there will take us along the coast until we reach the boarder of the Kingdom of Astwick, from there we will simply follow the Nightmoor River north."