Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140503020704/@comment-12599067-20140510025753

Morrigan, who had actually been awake for quite some time, threw on her armor and cloak and was downstairs in an instant. Volarano, who was a light sleeper, woke up shortly after he heard Morrigan's footsteps and promptly donned his armor and grabbed his bow, knocking quite loudly on Eirik's door before he followed her down the stairs.

Morrigan silently slipped into the room that Eckbert and Anaril were exploring, with Volarano in hot pursuit. He stepped into the room after her and was about to beat her over the head with his bow when he heard the chanting, stopping in his tracks and cocking his head to one side in order to listen. Although he could not make out the words, he could hear enough to recognize it as some sort of religious praise, which he found strange.

"What in Oblivion is that infernal chanting?" asked a tired and very upset Eirik, walking down the stairs with a scowl on his face. His robes and hair were a mess, and it was evident that he had been sleeping quite soundly only moments before.