Saint Roch's Chapel 1404

Standing outside the walls of the building, the Lion remains outside with his two companions. The moonlight drifting through the clouds dances off the windowless walls of the Chapel, and the air is cool and calm as his voice then cuts through the silence.

"This is a house of healing and repose, not specifically of worship and prayer as a typical church might suggest. It typically serves a particular group, as the lack of windows should make quite obvious. However, as I understand it all are welcome here provided they are invited, have an escort, or both. I would not venture here alone or uninvited, as Henry Bisshop, the one responsible for it's maintenance and welfare, values the peace and healing it provides. It is not a place of politics or war, and it's neutrality in such manners is paramount."

The figures move along once again, leaving the pristine walls of the Chapel untouched, enveloped by the night and the stars.

Bursting through the doors with no subtlety but arrayed and ready for another bout, the Lion looks about quickly through the helm of of his armour, prepared to face whatever demanded his urgent arrival. His voice immediately cuts through the quiet of the Chapel.

"Henry, if you are here, speak aloud. What matter do you have for me?"

Godfrey walks in with his daughter and two others following suit. Godfrey walks up to the head of the church and sits as Henry converses with a serious.

Godfrey nods and smiles.

"They were productive. It seems I missed a lot of things going on here. I cannot stay for too long but please come for a visit sometime soon. I am here to inform you that the prince has granted me a major boon."

Godfrey gives Henry his signature smile, and then nods.
'I look forward to our visit. I have much to tell you of my journey.'
Godfrey waves back as he leaves.