The sage sat on the front of the Cathedral's hall, where a large seat, almost as tall as the building, stood. However, that seat was not for him, no. The Sage instead sat on a small chair beside it. The big seat was for the King, after all. He always went through this usual routine every week, talk to the ghouls, speak with the nobles, however, this night he wasn't lucky enough to see a Councilor yet. Which was good. Usually, Councilors brought complex and difficult questions, ones that required the Sage to take a few minutes to respond. "...You must be careful with your maiden, my dear friend. She is a woman of strong personality, but she is also a woman of bewildering actions. Do not be afraid to press her." With those last words, the noble vampire nodded to him as he then got up and stood, turning his back to the Sage and walking out.
Everything was going well today until... Well, this wasn't much of a surprise but, the Elder One entered the building. Of course, the Sage expected it to happen.
The Sage, as he was called, had resigned his name upon an early age to enlist into religious activities. However, the reason was not because he wanted to, but because he was fated to. The man was cursed and plagued by visions of the future and the ability to predict everything that would happen, one of the main reasons why people trusted his advice. Though the gift that was given to him appeared ever since he was a child, it took him almost a century to fully master it, a century of meditation and peace of mind.
The Elder One, an old friend, walked into the room and then made his way through the hall to the frontal area of the building. The Sage chuckled as he got up. "Ah, Alistair. It is always good to see an old friend." As he said that, a small smile appeared in the man's face. He wore the cardinal robes, completely black with only a few red stains on it, likely from the sacrifices and from the sacrament. As the Elder vampire walked towards him, he made comments on how the place was so boring and monotone. "Alistair, you'd be surprised to see how many of the nobles come carrying unbelievable tales of their life. Surely, it might sound dull to someone who has lived their life causing chaos and seeing it unfold, but to me, it is very satisfying to use my ability to important things. I'm also glad to see you received my message." With that, the Sage turned towards the line of people and moved his hands, ordering them to disperse. "I will rest now. You can all come back on the next night cycle." With that, some rumblings could be heard as everyone slowly left the Cathedral.
After everyone left and the doors were closed, the Sage sat down and pointed for Alistair to do the same. "How have you been, Alistair? I've read your letters and they carried some astonishing news. I hope you've been psychologically recovering from the damages of those happenings." The man was kind. It could be said that he was the opposite of Alistair, but perhaps that was why the two were such close friends. "I have some news for you and I see you received my note. You must prepare yourself though, these aren't just any sort of news." He said after Alistair answered him. |