The old priest let go of everything and came to the Federation, yearning to start a new life.
Nagariel is no longer the Nagariel of their time. Staying would only make things worse, and they might eventually be uprooted like a nail—it's better to leave early.
At least he didn't come empty-handed; he brought several tons of gold, which is more than enough for him to live very well here.
After chatting a bit with Drag, he walked up to Lynch. Lynch extended his hand, and they shook hands, but it was clear their relationship was not as close as Drag's with the old priest.
At least they would embrace each other, whereas Lynch's interaction was just a simple handshake.
"How do you plan to arrange for me?" the old priest asked directly, glancing around, "I still haven't seen my child."
Lynch casually explained, "I informed him, but he's proselytizing today, so he'll be here a bit later. In the meantime, I'll take you around."
