Dawn rises over the streets of Jastrey. All is quiet except for two voices chanting in low tones. Haven and Thalenir can be seen standing just outside and to either side of the new gate. Their eyes are closed and their hands clasped in what appears to be concentration on some unknown ritual.
The day drags on without any apparent change in Haven or Thalenir's behavior. Their eyes never open so much as once, their posture never changes, and their chanting drones on in a seemingly endless rhythm. The sun sets with no indication that their ritual will cease any time soon.
Zenphere yawns as he places a grumbled journal and quill in his pack next to the oak tree he was sitting against. The journal read "Since my 3 weeks of being in Jastrie is over, and no bad news or monsters have attacked, I shall pack my carrige to head home back to Zanardine in the following day." After hours of writing, Zenphere looks up and can see two odd figures standing by the gate mumbling words while their eye's were closed and their hands folded together. He also can see Glimmer in the distance walking towards the tower. Zenphere begins to study picture for any sign of dark magic or an ambush. Thankfully, after 10 minuites of looking, he grabs his pack and heads back to his carrige to load up all of his belongings and begin the teleportation spell for the next days afternoon.
Glimmer approaches the outskirts of town and sees Thalenir and Haven chanting at the gate. Not wanting to disturb them, she sits down quietly at Haven's side and readies her salves. She then pulls out the flowers she had freshly picked and begins making what appears to be a headpiece. She can be heard trying to muffle small giggles at the sounds coming from her two friends, but she continues with her flowers. (I'll just wait till yall are done before I try going into town...lol OOG of course. And Thad, mission accomplished.)