The journey from the Temple of The Mists to the Castle, was uneventful. Da'ud had journeyed to the city many a time for supplies during his many years as a novice. Now however was a momentous day, as today he would truly tread the path of the Master as he began the journey his master had always told him awaited his future.<br/><br/>His soft soled boots made no noise as he ascended the stairs behind many another entering. However his quick intelligent eyes took in a few people being shown in separately. The First a garish, brash one who had a swagger that would have not been allowed in the Temple. The Second, a beastial warrior who had rode up on a bear of immense size. A Knight? He carried himself humbly for his ancestrage though...and was that a symbol to the Mother of the Dawn he wore around his neck?....<br/><br/>A lithe womanly Elf seemed to hang back hesitantly before entering and he blushed as he found himself looking at her overlong. He shook his head and then noticed anther woman, this one having a similar swagger as the first, yet she had a darkness to her, that made him grimace.<br/><br/>He adjusted the twin hand axes on his belt, and the crossbow he carried, and sighed before ascending. He paused before the guard and bowed deeply, his long braid slipping forward on his shoulder. Softly and humbly he said "I am Da'ud Lah'ren. Servant to Master of The Temple of The Mists, and I have been summoned to the Kinds Audience. He raised his head and gazed at the Kingsman, awaiting permission to enter.<br/><br/><br/><br/>(http://bp3.blogger.com/_XAePxwGya7E/RwB01_H6VuI/AAAAAAAAAWM/TysYulzpnC8/s400/jet-li-fearless.jpg)