"Perhaps," Eddak said without any confidence, perhaps implying he wouldn't do it whether the reason being he would be busy or unfortunately not interested, "We'll see, I need to check on the people here, that's all that is on my mind, sorry Ailuros." Eddak cared very deeply about his people and he was a little upset that these people existed and he had no clue. As the speeder came up to the church, the driver pulled up slowly to the entrance and parked. The sun was beginning to go down, but it wasn't dark yet. "Wait here," Eddak said to the driver who nodded, and Eddak hopped out, gesturing for the girl to come with him. For Eddak this was no longer sight seeing, there was a situation that he needed to address and he looked concern. He was pretty quiet as he trekked his way up to the door, taking a breath before reaching it, a little exhausted from the day. "Hey there, anybody in there?" Eddak asked as he knocked on the wooden door. But there was no immediate answer, and the old wooden door pushed open. He looked over to Ailuros for a quick second and pushed the door open a little more, then deciding to walk in. It was dark and dimly lit by the outside, the small windows giving almost no light. "Hey there, is anyone here? It's King Eddak, no need to be afraid."
Just then, Eddak turned to see a flame coming down the hall, it was a lit candle. "Why would I be afraid of the Neyhrakiin?" the figure holding the candle said. They had an old mans voice, it was breathy and aged. Eddak squinted his eyes to see until his eyes adjusted to the darkness; it was an old man in a robe. Eddak was still confused on what the old man just called him, maybe he was confused. "Why have you come?"
Eddak straightened his jacket, "Well, originally this lady here wanted to see Galderras religion.... and I had free time, it seemed appropriate since I.... I apologize, I've forgotten about this place, I didn't know anyone was here. Do you need assistance?" The old man smiled as he stared at Eddak "The town has provided for the Order of Neyhral all of its life," he gave a slow chuckle, "We are fine. I'm very gracious you took concern for me. There is just me, and two other followers." Eddak was still thinking over all of this, "Wait... you're the ...order of Neyhral? What is this place?"
"This holy place is the home of the Order of Neyhral, we served the Neyhrakiin when Pzob was first settled, the quell the Osk'yforce. You probably have stories of the ancient weapons from the remnants before us that saved our people. It is true, they aided the Neyhrakiin, as he could not be everywhere at once, but he lead the first strike of our people. The Neyhrakiin was why we were not driven from our world, like others before us. It has been so long since the Neyhrakiin has blessed us with his presence." Eddak shook his head, this made no sense to the stories he was told. But then again, they were just stories... and over time parts could be mistranslated or forgotten or filled in. "Who is the Neyhrakiin?" Eddak asked in almost a whisper.
"You are the Neyhrakiin. You have a power inside of you that allows you to control an unimaginable force. It is just hidden inside of you."