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The lady of light had easily killed one of the last remaining kobolds. However they still outnumbered her and the kobolds knew all about how squishy magic types usually were. So they advanced at her at a run once they had gotten over the surprising attack. The one with a dagger holding back a moment as the other, with a sling, sent a rock at Estellise. Once it was let loose the dagger wielding kobold pulled ahead and ran full sprint, as fast as its small legs could carry it, at the girl and thrust the dagger forward as if they intended to simply run into her with it. The shaman cried out some gibberish as it dove under Sergei's swing. The man would feel that the weapon felt rather hot to hold and notice that skull was partially cracked. While the shaman now didn't have its rod anymore it seemed that didn't mean it couldn't cast magic. It spoke a few bark-like words and their eyes lit up. Looking as though there was a flame coming from each of them. This flame illuminated the area but more importantly as it turned to look at Sergei he'd feel warmer than before. And after a couple seconds his clothes started to catch fire. The kobold then attempted to scramble backwards to put some distance between it and the two humans.

"Dia, the goddess of water and purity? Well, that would definitely explain the interesting attire as well as the greeting there." The other watchdog chimed. "My acquaintance there, Olive, already heard me introduce myself earlier, but allow me to reiterate it for you, Finn." he smiled, before bowing slightly himself. "I'm Kitt Axton, Watchdog to the Great Forge Maker himself, Taros. A pleasure to make your acquaintance." Finn's eyes lit up, and his mouth hung open. "Wow! So you can make like...metal things and stuff?! That's so cool!" He scratched the back of his head with an innocent smile. "All I can do is fish, really! I'm happy to have met Taros' Watchdog!" “I do apologize,” Levanna said as she returned to the office room. “In fact, I’m afraid I owe you a three-fold apology. The first is for the interruption. Aiden is a marvelous priest, and he really cares about those who worship with him, but he can get ahead of himself sometimes. The second, though I may have apologized for this already, is being late with the tea. I don’t have anything exotic to offer, either, just some herbs found here on Galatea, but maybe that’s exactly what you were looking for all along. "There's nothing to apologize for!" Finn giggled. He looked at the cup of tea that was placed before him with a blank expression. As the surface of it rattled, he couldn't help but wince at it. All Tea was was impure water. Dia would get mad at him if he were to partake...but she'd have been mad at him for something else if not this. Finn picked up the cup and gave the drink a light sip. It was bitter, but strangely delicious. He stuck his tongue out at it after the fact. "Is that man....Aiden right?...Is he a watchdog too? He seemed rather rude." His tone was pout-like. “The last apology I have to make is concerning the faulty scheduling. I’m afraid the temple to Taros is currently occupied with another matter, and the offering ceremony must be postponed. It truly is a tragedy, and on such short notice too! What else can I do but apologize?” "Geez...sorry about that Kitt." Finn said, taking another sip of tea, and then sticking his tongue out again. "I'm sure it'll open up soon enough! You should introduce me to Taros!!" “Well, it wouldn’t be much, but I suppose I could try to answer any questions you might have about our humble island? If this is your first time here you must have many, I assume? Or perhaps you would like to visit the temples yourselves? I’m sure I could arrange for an escort if you so desire.” Kitt asked his own question, prompting a rather suspicious response from their host. Even though Finn was young, he knew something sneaky was up. He wasn't a watchdog for nothing after all. Finn looked to Kitt and rolled his eyes in doubt, making sure to place a hand over the side of his face as to not show this display to Levanna. After Kitt had one of his questions answered, Finn decided to ask his own. "Would Galatea like it's own ocean!?" The boy asked with a wide grin.

Running was far from one of Estelle's strong suits but with enough focus she was confident she could keep a decent enough pace to not lag dangerously behind the group. Chris and Sergei had moved deepr in with Lana slightly closer to her position. Tired as she was, the mage's awareness of things going on around her was less than peak. When the fireball sailed through the air toward them the woman gasped in distress to see Lana take the spell head on. Instinctively, Estellise grabbed onto the cape that ever fluttered behind her as she moved. She could have protected her friend, but her reactions had been far too slow. Her companion was as yet still moving and looked ready to fight the remaining kobold's behind them. No doubt the others had moved ahead to find the caster of the fireball spell. The Fereis turned about to see three of the Kobolds she had scared back with the last of her spears now charging them. Lana was ready to fight but Estelle wanted to spare her companion a prolonged scrap given her condition. "I am alright, please worry about yourself!" the mage called in worried response to Lana's concern. "Steady now..." Estellise muttered to herself as she raised her hands to fire light arrows as she had been prone to so far. Her hand shook slightly and the magic itself seemed prone to fly off the mark as she channeled it. She needed some proper resting time to make this precise. But she could hardly call herself a Fereis were this to prove to be her limit. With some more rigorous focus the girl was able to fire two quick shots off into the middle of the charging group which found their mark in the middle of the three Kobolds which quickly fell to the cave floor below upon the impacts. The other two kobolds though scattered from their initial charge to move to the sides insomuch as they had room to do so. Yet the fear from before did not resurface and the two continued moving forward after insuring they had evaded the attack.

Dish, dish, dish! Olivander focused completely on his task at hand, accidentally tuning out the other dogs in the room. With his ear pressed to the oak door, he could hear Levanna squabbling with Aiden. Apparently there was quite a mess happening at the temple of Medeis. It was important enough that Levanna was dragged away from her duties with the watchdogs. And apparently, things were getting violent too. Olivander frowned. He was starting to think that the reason the watchdogs were there, was to deal with the mess at Medeis' temple. He could be wrong, but judging by Levanna's hesitation, they were about to be dragged into a scuffle with a rowdy bunch. Olivander would keep that note to himself for now, because Aiden had left and Levanna was simply pacing behind the door. When the pacing stopped, Olivander moved quickly away from the door as not to be slammed by it, and quickly took a casual position against the wall opposite Kitt. He excitedly observed Levanna as she entered the room again. “I do apologize,” Levanna said. “In fact, I’m afraid I owe you a three-fold apology." "She feels guilty? Well that's a telling sign," he thought right away. "The first is for the interruption. Aiden is a marvelous priest, and he really cares about those who worship with him, but he can get ahead of himself sometimes," Levanna explained. "No kidding. He obviously has no respect for you, judging by the way he barged into your office without warning or greeting. Is it because he's a priest, that he's an ass? Or are they not mutually exclusive?" Olivander wondered. "The second, though I may have apologized for this already, is being late with the tea. I don’t have anything exotic to offer, either, just some herbs found here on Galatea, but maybe that’s exactly what you were looking for all along," she went on. "Oh, right. Tea. I hope it's sweet," Olivander admitted to himself. “The last apology I have to make is concerning the faulty scheduling," Levanna continued. She directed her attention to Kitt. “I’m afraid the temple to Taros is currently occupied with another matter, and the offering ceremony must be postponed. It truly is a tragedy, and on such short notice too! What else can I do but apologize?” "...liar. Should I bust her? Or, should I assume that, because she's lying, its something she doesn't want dogs involved in?" Olivander mused. He silently chose the second option and listened to Levanna as she handed him a teacup. “Well, it wouldn’t be much, but I suppose I could try to answer any questions you might have about our humble island? If this is your first time here you must have many, I assume? Or perhaps you would like to visit the temples yourselves? I’m sure I could arrange for an escort if you so desire," she offered. "...hmm. I may have an opportunity to do both. Exploring the island will definitely give me a chance to find some loot." Olivander took a loud slurp of his tea. It was sweet. He smiled softly. "Actually, Levanna, I was hoping to take a look around Galatea. I don't have the chance to travel so visiting a new place is exciting. Is there some place you recommend?"