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Valorn Aenethal

Valorn's had an exhausting day, but it's far better than being nearly unconscious and feeling like death before rest. The way he sees some of these elves go with only 2-4 hours of rest after a series of events like today… it just seems unnatural to him! But those are the sorts of things he'll have to get used to, he supposes. His armor freshly taken off, he kneels, prays to Moradin, and then sits on his bed, reading a book on theology he's been squeaking through. Not nearly as much time to read now, he thinks.

Edric Crestrun

Not long after he'd finished drinking with Quinys and Erys, Edric decided he wanted to check in with Valorn. He had a couple of concerns, partially regarding the conversation they'd had the other day, and partially after overhearing snippets of their conversation while he had been working on getting the trap door open. He knocked on the door a couple times. "Hey, Val, you busy?" He didn't have too much time to chat, but this was a conversation he felt was important to have. If there was a problem between them, it could become an issue for the whole group, at least that's how he saw it.

Valorn Aenethal

Valorn puts his book away and opens the door. "No, not at all, Ed." Valorn sees a little bit of concern in Ed's eyes, but goes right along."After today, it's an unfamiliar feeling, but one I'm quite supportive of. Not being busy. Imagine that, with a party like ours."

Edric Crestrun

Grinning as he stepped in, he was wearing that ugly robe he had found in the crypt, seemingly fluttering about to an unseen breeze. "It's a strange feelin', not used to having so much downtime….then again, I'm gonna be busy tonight with my studies, I ain't been keepin' up with them since we took off on this trip." Grabbing a chair, he took a seat in it backwards. "You up for a little more theology?"

Valorn Aenethal

As Edric speaks, Valorn naturally transitions to sitting on the bed. "I know what you mean. I've actually just been reading a tome 'a theological studies. I know adventures like this is what clerics often do, it just seems difficult to be as devoted as I want to be." Valorn makes a point of not extending his monologue here. "What specifically did you want to talk about?"

Edric Crestrun

"Couple of things, really. First, tell me a little about how you became a cleric of Moradin. Not sure what leads a man to do somethin' like take up the banner of one god over another." He'd keep the bit about his conversation with Erys for later. Right now he was more curious than concerned. "Sometimes I feel like the odd one out, besides Quin, everyone else is devoted to one god or another."

Valorn Aenethal

Valorn's eyes go from focused and comfortable to pointing downwards, a bit dejected, immediately. "Well, eh, it's a-" he gulps, pauses, and gulps again. "Well, I suppose there's no point in keeping it a secret." Valorn's words become a little accelerated, as though he were stringing together sentences in his head and then just repeating the script. "My wife, Bavina, was a paladin of Moradin. She was both a very active member of the clergy in our church, but also one of the commanders of the guard of Neverwinter. She was…" Valorn looks back up to Edric. "She was better than me in every way. She gave so much to the people she served unconditionally, and here I was, just trying to make a profit on plate. She passed away about three years ago, in a horrible accident involving a, well-" Valorn grimaces. "That's a story for another time. But in my grief, I decided the only way to honor her and her cause would be to take her place and serve Moradin myself. I chose cleric so I could better heal people, and have a better chance of preventing the kind of tragedy I have had to face." Valorn sighs, sure that he's laid quite a doozy on Ed.

Edric Crestrun

As he told him the truth behind his faith and becoming a cleric, he considered something to himself as he shifted a bit while he listened. Seeing the emotion plain on his face, he didn't want to pry any further into something that clearly pained him. It also helped him understand, in part, what may have happened with Erys in his imaginings. Even so, Edric didn't give off an impression that this particularly bothered him, still maintaining that impassive, aloof look he had managed carefully."That's…a heck of a story, Val. Honestly? I respect you a lot more than most god-botherers now, you're doin' it for someone ya really cared about, and tryin' to carry on her legacy of good deeds and all, right? But uh…that's gotta be tough, considerin' what ya told me last time." He looked at Valorn with discerning eyes. "Do ya ever feel the weight of it on yer shoulders? Holding onto someone else's faith?"

Valorn Aenethal

Valorn tries his best not to look uncomfortable. "I don't consider the faith hers. I consider it ours. I've always believed in the All-Father and his primacy. I just didn't make it my life. She made it hers, and that dedication to her faith, and me, were the two most important things in her life. My dedication to my faith, and now to her memory, are the two most important in mine." His eyes closed for a moment, and then opened about halfway. "That doesn't mean it's not… Grief is hard, right? It's been incredibly difficult being reminded of the life my beautiful wife had cut short due only to her incredible passion for service. But nothing gives you a clearer picture of what is the right thing to do in this life. I don't think everybody needs a tragic story like mine to become a cleric or a paladin or a priest, obviously, but I do think-" A bit of mist forms in his eyes. He wipes it away without even thinking about it. "that if you happen to know people like my wife, faith becomes that much easier."

Edric Crestrun

"Yeah…I kinda know what it's like to carry grief around. Since I asked you why ya became a cleric, I'll tell ya why I became a wizard." As far as he knew, only his old mentor, Gundren, and the captain of the Golden Lion knew this story. "So, when I was a kid, people always made me feel like shit, cause of where I came from. Called me wharfrat, called me whoreson, called me trash. My mom, bless her, always told me that one day I'd prove em all wrong. One day I'd shine brighter than all of em and they'd regret their slights as they looked up towards me." His facade broke a bit as he looked downcast. "She died when I was ten. I had to fend for myself for about a year, and I almost gave up."

Valorn Aenethal

Valorn nodded solemnly as Edric paused his story. "These women, Ed. These incredible women. Our lives would be forfeit without what they do for us and our lives. I do not feel even a small amount of worthy of the incredible sacrifices the women in my life have made for me." Valorn looks back at Ed, into his eyes. "But I am glad to know that there are two of us who know what it's like. Where did you find the strength to not give up?"

Edric Crestrun

He smiled almost imperceptibly, thinking about what he said as he considered his mother, how high she held her head despite how people looked down on her. How proud she was of him, despite making her life so much harder. "Guess I just wanted to live long enough for her to be right. A year in, I got discovered by a man who saw my talent. Took me in as his apprentice, got me into the best Academy in Neverwinter on his recommendation alone. Decided then I wouldn't waste the chance I'd been given, or my mom's faith in me." Looking back up at Valorn, he grinned. "Wonder what she thinks of me now, wherever she is."

Valorn Aenethal

"You already know the answer to that, Ed. You already know the answer to that." Valorn thinks back to his early life. "I became apprentice to a master blacksmith almost by chance on a visit he had to the Aenethals. If I hadn't taken that chance, which I was very conflicted about, my life would've been so immensely different. I don't know what Moradin has in store for me, has in store for us. I just hope we get the chance to truly help people along the way."

Edric Crestrun

"It's weird, Val. If ya can't tell, I ain't really the helping and doin' good type. I mean, I prefer doin' the right thing over the wrong thing, that's just natural, but I ain't ever went outta my way to do it." He shifted a bit in his seat. "You guys, though, yer pure good. Paragons, even." He stood up, stretching a bit. "I mean speaking of chance, how about the way we ended up on this strange journey? I still can't figure out why we're going to be stuck together so long, Y'know? I keep running more and more divinations, and they all say the same thing, 'A storm is coming, and you will all weather it together, or die apart.'"

Valorn Aenethal

"Doing the right thing is not a… It's not an impulse. Not a feeling. It's a choice. You have to choose to do the right thing, do the harder thing, chase the harder path. It's not simple, and if you don't feel it, I wouldn't suggest you artificially insert it. If Moradin wants you to-" Valorn considers his words. "or, any other divinity you worship, wants you to do the right thing and help people, you'll figure it out. From the experiences you've told me, you already know. The gods are not ambiguous."

Edric Crestrun

"You say that, but Umberlee didn't exactly spell it out for me. I've been wonderin' exactly what she was trying to tell me for years…which kinda leads me to my next question…do you think if I trained the same way you did, not exactly the same of course, but if I did…I might get some kind of understanding of what the hell she wants from me?"

Valorn Aenethal

"I don't think you ever get a better understanding of your primary divinity than what you allow yourself to believe. What I think your faith, and a particular training such as mine, really allows you to do is understand yourself better. Umberlee made it clear she wanted you to live. You get to decide why that is, and what the consesquences of that will be. We still get a little agency in this life, friend." Valorn readjusts on the bed, leaning up against the wall, smiling.

Edric Crestrun

He looked annoyed for a moment at his circuitous answer, but as he realized the dwarf didn't know any better than he did, he laughed."Well…I just hope her reason isn't anythin' too interesting. Now, I had uh…another topic to discuss." He sat back down in the backwards chair, looking a bit more serious now. "So, just be straight with me, because I heard you and her talkin' before, and there's just been a bit of awkwardness since the other night at camp…did ya piss off Erys or something?"

Valorn Aenethal

Valorn immediately goes into nothing-wrong-at-all mode. His expression does not change. He does not visibly shuffle. He gives no physical perception of his discomfort at the question. He posits the best way to answer. There's only one way to answer. His eyes dim a little bit, in a concerned look. "That's a little bit of an accusatory question, isn't it, Ed?" He laughs a bit cautiously for a moment. "I think you can understand, now that you know my history, that I would be provided a little bit of uneasiness by Erys's advances. She seems to be flirty with everyone, but-" Valorn looks to the ground."She's very, erm, attracted to dwarves." Valorn shrugs "Who could blame her? We're pretty great."

Edric Crestrun

Laughing again, he grinned wide as he nodded. "Hate to blow up her spot, but she's been hittin' on half our camp so far. Don't think she's gotten anywhere with anyone yet, but I can't say she's not temptin'. Just glad to know it's nothing big." His attitude calms."Comin' from my background, I tend to try and make sure no ones gonna be rockin' the boat with some secret simmerin' conflict. Long as you two are cool, I don't care what yer up to."

Valorn Aenethal

Valorn, as he hears "anywhere with anyone," chuckles internally. Like, a lot. "Erys and I have had a couple of good chats, just today even. She helped me out quite a bit in our battle against those damn zombies. She's a sweet lass, who seems to be having quite a bit of internal conflict at the current moment, and I will be doing my best to help her with her faith. I am owing to anyone also dealing with The Struggle, and I'm proud to share a party with so many who apparently are."

Edric Crestrun

"Jeeze, now I really feel left out, is this Struggle really so important?" Standing up, he offered a hand to shake to Valorn."Regardless, it's been a good chat. Glad to know Moradin ain't the only reason you're fightin' so hard."

Valorn Aenethal

Valorn stands, reaching to shake Ed's hand. "It's an honor to know you, Ed. And you have quite the struggle as well, with your Umberlee, if you think about it. I hope our adventures bring you a little closer, in time." Valorn turns towards the bed. "But aye, I should get some rest. Best wishes to ya' in sleep, Edric."

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