Tithe to the Temple

"It's a very good likeness, from the pictures I've seen in books," he admitted, relaxing now that he knew it wasn't an attack. "They're such an incredible creature. Being able to resurrect themselves..." He shook his head a final time, the smile still curving his lips before he rolled back to his knees to straighten a few offerings that he had knocked aside in his fright. That done he regained his feet and brushed at his knees, chuckling. "No harm done. It's a nice change, to be scared by something harmless! Rory is a summoner as well, but he doesn't like to use his magic if he doesn't have to, so I rarely get to see it in action like this. Eventually I'll get used to animals popping in and out of existence." In truth it was the mythical and mystical ones that surprised him, especially ones as big as the small phoenix that Loren had conjured. He supposed that they could have been illusions, but the fact that they were a proper summoning was the mark of a powerful caster on his world, whether druid, sorcerer, or wizard.