Cullen sits down on the stool in front of the church. He unstraps the Nyeshk sword from his back, letting it fall down to the ground right by him. He merely observes as Kaschei starts speaking to both him and Masika, although it was pretty much ignored by the paladin.

However, one remark had to be made. "I have no intent of doing anything like that, Kaschei." Cullen finally closes his eyes. He focuses on the ambient surrounding him, the light from his body emanating a stronger tone.

For the first time in a while, the sensation isn't of sheer corruption. For the first time, he feels actually connected with something, something good for once.

So, Cullen slowly lets go of his own reality, trying to shrug off the feelings that clouded his mind. The light coming from his body emanated harder by the minute, enveloping the back of the church in a warm, yellowish light.

He let out a few words as his body relaxed. "Also, I need some white armor."
(Cullen Edderlin)

Kaschei had said something really funny, Yareth knew that Masika and Ed was in need to talk, but the meditation could really help to calm theyr feelings before of it, he just saw how Ed was concentrating. ~~Damn, this guy is really good with meditation, I thought he was just trying to have a moment with Masika, but he mastery with meditation is probably higher than mine... how it can be possible?~~

He just turned to Kaschei, and gave him a simple nod a softly is smile is offered to the man.
"You know that they will just meditate, right, Kaschei? HAHAHA" then he turned to Masika, seeming a little bit more serious.

"You better first try to know what you really want, it is the most important thing, then you solve the rest. For now, try the tecnique of the blue ink to summon the third eye, he will be impressed, and take care of yourselve, I will be arround, if you need help" He started to walk out of the church, without talking to Ed anything, because it could mess with his concentration.
(Yareth Ehécatl)


Yareth Ehécatl says, "Let me show you where is the man... that looks like a girl, Kaschei."
Kaschei looked angry at their laughter and dismissal. He had consecrated this place to the heights of his heart. If a mob of Azraelites showed up outside right now to burn it down, he would've gone out there to defend it to the death...

But it seemed as if there would be no lewd debauchery to shame this sacred place today. Still, he eyes Masika and Cullen warily- and Yareth with an agitated frown. "Well, fine! But I had to say it!" He shouts back at the feathery-winged Drakanite.

His own cheeks turn red as he realizes the queer audacity of what he'd said... he clears his throat and turns, but looks back to Masika and Cullen- reluctant to leave them alone in the church. He wants to shout: 'Kraus is watching you!'

But he contains himself, and begins to move with the Drakanite. "... I'll be back later." He assures, still looking reluctant to be torn from the church...
(Kaschei)


Yareth Ehécatl says, "See you after. Spirits protect."

Masika says, "Oof... white armor. That's probably mythril, unless we can somehow get nyshek blessed..."

Masika says, "That might be a good idea actually mhm get Atro to bless some nyshek."
As Masika starts speaking, Cullen continues meditating in the middle of the church. He's trying to get bad thoughts off his mind, and it seems that either she helps them stay there, or remind him of those.

However, after almost two minutes of not responding in any way, Cullen opens his eyes, the lights on his body dimming down. He then looks at the spot directly in front of him, before averting his gaze to Masika.

"You want to meditate as well?" Cullen closes his eyes once again, his hazel irises already leaving Masika. He lets out a sigh, as the lights on his body start flaring up once again.

"Also, yeah. I just need white armor. I feel like it'd be a new phase for me. Probably abandon Cullen as a name as well."
(Cullen Edderlin)

The girl who had caused his wounds stared at the sitting man, his position at the alter like a priest leading a prayer. Her head tilted to the side, watching how peaceful the Krausite was. It surprised her greatly, but not in a bad way.

"Yeah, I've been having trouble with it. I can get to the serene state, to my little house in my head, but to open up to the world and let down the walls is hard." Her chin rested on her palm. "I hope that analogy makes sense mhm."

Greens studied the faint leylines across his body.

"Well, how about Knight! Wait, I think that's taken. Umm... Paladin? Crusader? No, that sounds pretty hostile..."
(Masika)


Cullen Edderlin says, "White Paladin, I guess."

Cullen Edderlin says, "Or just a new name."
Masika sits next to him.
(Masika)


Masika asks, "Maybe there's a Elsyrean name, or a Gehennan name you like?"

Cullen Edderlin says, "Uh... Not that I know. Suggest."

Masika says, "I like the name Cyrus."

Cullen Edderlin says, "Cyrus... Hmm..."

Cullen Edderlin says, "Maybe the Paladin just looks nicer..."

Masika says, "White Knight."

Masika says, "You know if you want to keep the C you could be like..."

Masika says, "Cleric."

Cullen Edderlin says, "White Knight looks like a white version of Knight, or doesn't it"

Cullen Edderlin asks, "?"

Masika says, "That's true."

Masika says, "I'm gonna go with Cleric then."

Masika asks, "How about I'll be Cleric and you'll be Paladin?"

Masika says, "No wait I like my name too much."

Masika says, "But I do think I'd look cool in a mask..."

Cullen Edderlin says, "I'll probably just use a helmet later on."

Masika asks, "Have you seen Caprise's mask?"

Masika says, "It's so cool."

Masika says, "I want a mask."

Cullen Edderlin says, "Mmhmm."

Masika says, "I talked to Fhaun."

Cullen Edderlin asks, "And?"

Masika says, "He told me to stay away from you and that you hated me."

Cullen Edderlin says, "I don't hate you."

Cullen Edderlin says, "I just disliked the way of doing it all. My bones hurt too much for me to think straight."
Masika sniffles.
(Masika)


Masika says, "I was scared."

Masika says, "I'm still scared. I can see what's going to happen, I can feel it in my guts."

Masika says, "But I'm going to do it anyways because I do want to be with you."
Kamohoali entered the church of Arcane.

He had learned it well that, if you couldn't find Masika, she was likely at the Church. So his entrance there was of no import. But in this context... it most surely was.

The tapping of his shoes on the tile could be heard as he crossed the aisles. Only interrupted by a thick, pained cough.
(Kamohoali)

It was innocent enough. The Gehennan girl was sitting cross legged next to the Valmasian, hands resting on bruised knees. The light from the windows shone upon them, the walls forming shadows around the Dryad.

Her gaze lifted from the blond to Kamohoali, the cough met with one of her own. Masika remained sitting, words failing to spill from her lips.

Frozen, stiff. Like when Osorkon had tormented her, when Kamohoali was in the throes of malice attempting to kill Cullen. She was trapped in a prison of her own flesh.
(Masika)

Cullen just continues on meditating. He's got his eyes closed, legs crossed in front of his body, breathing heavily. He did not care about who the hell just entered, but he continued on his journey.

However, it was obvious that this wasn't someone with good intentions to him. He did not open his eyes, but he knew that whoever entered, it was something that discerned itself from the rest of the aura.

He was quiet, still, and the light from his body shone a bright hue.
(Cullen Edderlin)