Heavenmoor

Gui simply shook his head in disbelief. This was hopeless, wasn't it? First, the languages that Kal was speaking flew over his head. The Priestess must be the only one who have heard of this king, because he doesn't have any idea who he is.

The citizens of Heavenmoor were kept in dark about other lands. Apparently whatever Kalsinius said, it had triggered the king which later triggered him. The boy, Ren, in attempt to restore order had asked who were assigned to this mission like they were. "I'm from Heavenmoor, and I've traveled these lands many times before. However I don't understand why I, a pharmacist, was a good choice for this job," he said.

Azumi was trying to speak to Kalsinius, and he hoped that the man had some understanding. He wouldn't want to be in a place where he didn't understand anyone. Gui then looked at the Priestess in hopes she will say something.

A far shrine maiden whispered in the Priestess' ear, and the Priestess nodded along. "Silence!" The Priestess shouted with the shrine maiden repeating it in her native tongue of Faerun. The Priestess sounded like she was tired all of this. "I do wished that some of you were able to travel here instead ripped away from your homes," she said while looking at Kalsinius and King Emeris. The shrine maiden soon followed after with her interpretation.

"Welcome to Heavenmoor, my esteemed guests." The Priestess motioned for a guard to pass out a paper to Ren, Azumi, King Emeris, and Gui. It was a few minutes later that guard gave Kalsinius a piece of paper written in Faerun. The guards had already moved away from Kalsinius and were guarding the Priestess.

The piece of poster was a wanted poster with the Godslayer's picture on it. The picture itself was in black and white with a man who looked around in his early 20s. He had unruly, short hair, two moles on each of his cheeks, and a innocent look on his face. Under the picture listed his name as Troy and the reward of a million woolongs or in any other nation's currency to capture him either dead or alive.

"Don't be fooled by his innocent looking face for that is Adam Bradshaw, a demonic war general from the North," the Priestess warned them.

Gui's face was full of dread and looked around to see the others' reactions. They're supposed to go after him! Stories of Adam had practically used as a precautionary tale for basically anyone who traveled near the North.

"He has blonde hair, blue hairs, sickly pale skin, toned, and stands around 5'5," the Priestess tried her best to describe him. Her memory was unusually foggy these past few days. Naoko, the shrine maiden that had been translating in Faerun, noticed the Priestess' fatigue. "Despite being called a demon, Adam is simply a human from a lineage of sorcerers," Naoko said before translating in Faerun.

"The Priestess prefers him to brought to her alive. In the events if you manage to kill him, bring back the body please," Naoko said before escorting the Priestess back into the shrine.

You cool if Soul and I do a bit of back and forth, Space?