The port bell tolled loudly as the kitsune priest sat on the edge of the dock, kicking his feet slowly back and forth as he watched the ship that brought him to this huge city slowly pull out of harbor and make it's way back into the open sea. He had spent the better part of an hour looking about the docks and taking in the sites and sounds of the ships. Never before had he seen such a huge port so he had to visit it for a time.<br/><br/>His curiosity sated he finally hopped up from the dock and gave a stretch, his two tails wagging back and forth slowly as he produced a parchment and clasped the holy symbol around his neck. His eyes moving over the ledger as he hummed gently to himself.<br/><br/><div align="center">Brother Snowfall, we humbly request your presence at our temple in Undermountain. <br/>As you know this is one of our major temples and we would truly love to have a representative from the northern lands to learn and share the teachings of Calistria with. <br/>Please act as a missionary for your temple as well on your journey and be sure to spread the joy and love of Calistria where ever your path takes you. <br/><br/>Looking forward to seeing you soon.<br/>Bishop Jameson</div><br/>Putting the letter away the cleric gave a devious grin before striding out of the sea port and into the city. The thin silky robes he wore swayed with his steps, clinging faintly to him as he made his way down the streets. His eyes darted around at the large buildings and the busy market places and he gave a knowing grin as he occasionally caught the sight of another looking him over out of the corner of his eye. His ears perked and twitched at the constant sounds of the city. Never before had he seen such a large variety of races all gathered together in one place. After questioning a sufficiently desirable human female he finally received directions and made his way to the grand temple of Calistria.<br/><br/>Upon reaching the huge entry way he was greeted by one of the temple guards who informed him that the Bishop was unable to receive visitors at this time and that the temple was closed to all pilgrims for the remainder of the day due to undisclosed reasons. The kitsune argued that he was invited personally but the guard refused to allow him access until tomorrow regardless of the situation. The cleric having little alternative decided he would return on the morrow.<br/><br/>After speaking to the guard about accommodations he was directed to the Inn known as the Yawning Portal. Renard made his way to the location and stepped into the facility, the scent of alcohol and vice filled the air as he entered the inn. The priest gave a knowing smile, he knew of this type of atmosphere very well and always enjoyed what came of it.