"Acolyte Holm," Sir Carwyn said as he gave the white robed man an appraising look. This was a moment that he'd been dreading ever since he made up his mind to accept Lady Ashlynn's offer to bring his village under Dame Sybyll's banner, and by extension, under the rule of the Vale of Mists.
"I meant to speak with you before we began," he began apologetically. Looking at the acolyte's face, he realized that it had been a mistake to focus all of his attention on clearing out Millside for their Eldritch guests without making the time to speak to Holm privately before this gathering. He'd intended to, but by the time the Eldritch were finally settled, most of the villagers had already gathered, and he'd thought that it was too late to track down the Church's representative for even a brief conversation.
"I'm sure you'll have many thoughts about the news I intend to share today," Sir Carwyn said diplomatically. "But please, hold back your words until the gathering has ended."
