Thezsia moved around their new church, dusting. There wasn’t actually any dust, she just needed something to do with her time. The Airdriash'Mechzius had been a secret for so long; she felt strange wearing her vestments in public. She also had no ideas how the populace would react to them-most new nothing about them, while others thought they were as dangerous cult.
Thezsia sighed.
Ah well. So Shesi commands, so we do.
The “Church” was actually a large, reinforced tent was quite unlike their Churches normal meeting hall, but it was ill-suited to letting the public in, and it was hard to move either a massive stone room or the statue, which weighed hundreds of pounds. So, they made due. They would build a proper temple when they could, and use tent for the basic sermons until then.
“Thezi, quit it! You’re gonna dust the paint right of the benches like that!” Hrelain said with a laugh, entering the main room of the tent. He walked over to Thezsia, and put a hand on her shoulder. “I know you’re nervous, but dusting the building to the foundations won’t help your nerves. At least, it shouldn’t.” He added as he wondered over to the lecture, and straightened the Book on it.
Thezsia grimaced. “Hrh, how many people outside?”
Hrelain put his head to the side, and thought. “About 40, including 3 of the Patrian Emmys. Guess there checking out our religion, huh?”
Ignoring his last statement, Thezsia felt a jolt of surprise. 40 people? Hhesva had placed the notices in only a few place, and hadn’t been vary clear what he was talking about. 40? And the some of the Patrians? “40? Your sure? Hhesva was rather vague about...well, everything!”
“I guess The People are good with vague. Or they know Hhesva. Actually, no, they don’t know him, or they wouldn’t have come. If Shesi hadn’t of confirmed it,
I wouldn’t of trusted him.
Thezsia could agree with that. Hhesva was their “special” since the known conman, thief, seller-of-unclear-things and blatant liar was reliable. He always worked for the most money, and never betrayed that value. Plus, no one trusted him, even if he got drunk and said sensitive things to the wrong people.
“Oh you two,” “Priest” Khela said entering. “Mhezsa and Khethma are about to let the crowd in, so to your places!”
This is it, thought Theszia,
time to go to work.
“The Dragon is Strong, the Dragon will Lead the Way”