All politeness, Ajora waits quietly as his newest disciple speaks. It is not an act that the priest is genuinely concerned for this man and for humanity in general... and with good reason. Still he waits to see if there is some stirring, some response from the stone carefully concealed on his person. There is not, yet something from the High Seraph warms in response. If not Mateus, then another.
As he responds to the offer, a faint glow, light of the high seraph making itself manifest through her vessel, manifests around him. It is enough to be seen by yon Kiltias who fall on their faces as well. Word will travel quickly that Ajora truly is a child of the gods, having seen their blessing upon him themselves. The show of light is a direct contrast to the far more humble words of Ajora.
"I accept and would be most grateful for a knight to stand with me in mutual cause. Though, you need not kneel. I am but a man and a servant myself." His hands to go Gabranth's shoulders, as an initial blessing and sign of fraternity, then a gentle nudge that he should rise. "There is much to be done, and we have but little time."
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As he responds to the offer, a faint glow, light of the high seraph making itself manifest through her vessel, manifests around him. It is enough to be seen by yon Kiltias who fall on their faces as well. Word will travel quickly that Ajora truly is a child of the gods, having seen their blessing upon him themselves. The show of light is a direct contrast to the far more humble words of Ajora.
"I accept and would be most grateful for a knight to stand with me in mutual cause. Though, you need not kneel. I am but a man and a servant myself." His hands to go Gabranth's shoulders, as an initial blessing and sign of fraternity, then a gentle nudge that he should rise. "There is much to be done, and we have but little time."