Fallon, Teldicia, Galoban, and Captain Arina were all very pleased with the past tenday, and it seemed as if the four captains, the life blood of the Horse Lord's following, were one in step and thought. The influx of church-goers and loyal followers had the effect of these leaders drawing closer together and depending on each other more to organize their schedules and check up on the progress of the new temple and its upcoming opening. Gaurds were being recruited, as well as promising clergy, by Captain Arina and Teldicia respectively. The two women had a strong bond. Teldicia saw her lords Protection in the steel eyes of the stalwart fighter, and Arina connected with the high priestess' affinity for Luck, and like every one else, she could not deny the allure of her Lust. Galoban felt as if he were living out his destiny on a grand center stage. Recording in book, poem and song every Glory of his lords ascendancy, he felt as if he were the consumate bard, a true mortal lore master. His devotion even had led him to recently being consecrated as a cleric in service toThe Gypsy Lord. That divine connection led him to hold the domains of Glory and Animal close to his heart, for he was truly most moved by the sonnets in his tales that relay the epic battles Lord Tauren had charged into, mounted atop the fearless warhorse Rusher, a brilliant white symbol of royalty and freedom. Fallon, Tauren's most trusted friend, his cohort, had come into his own. He had truly found his purpose in life, and lived it with gusto. The time he spent with the Charging Knight had served him well. He moved with easy confidence, and was able to quickly motivate and direct people. Over the last couple months, he had matured rapidly, and came across as much more serious than his youth would hint at. In him, Taurens followers saw a mortal that rode with and defended a rising god - they felt a human connection to him and felt that like Fallon, they too could aid and help their lord in small ways, Many a young warrior saw Fallon as proof that they could follow the Charging Knight into battle, and live to brag about it. In many ways, Fallon represented the Travel and War of Tauren's ascendency, and he led a cavalry of young cavaliers ready to fight for Him.
All of the four captains felt the heavy weight of the deaths of some 200 clerics, fighters, and clerics on the past night of the solstice. Most of the platoon lieutenants survived, but very little of the sargeants and soldiers below them lived thru that night. They were gladdened to see citizens emboldened by the resistance the Samular Seven put forth, and swelling the ranks of the Samular churches. True there were many less trained fighters, but the faithful instead were commoners and artisans, nobles and laborers, families and citizens. They were the people of Waterdeep.
the four of them stood huddled together at the estate in Heroes Garden known as the Observatory. It was their home, and their headquarters. They all compared notes on their various projects.
Teldicia was easily the most exhuberant of the four.The temple was on schedule, and well below costs with skilled followers donating a lot of labor and time.
Galoban had been recruiting musicians and bards for the burgeoning Bardic College, but most recently was making preparations to host a magnificent ball at the new cathedral.
Captain Arina had selected many applicants and had started hiring church and grounds guard forces. She was planning to build the shifts and schedules over the next few weeks to be at full staff b Greengrass.
Fallon was working closely with Candace and Kraven to centralize the stables and armories of the church. He was setting into place the process of establishing horse breeding and raising as a financial vocation of the church.