Timestamp:16th of Cylus, 717
Location: Rharne, Lightning Cathedral
Vivian looked around her with interest and wonder as she headed from the Glass Quarter, where the inn she had taken was currently placed, to the Lightning Cathedral. Rharne was fascinating to her, the difference in culture from Rynmere the difference in style. A city built into a mountain was a wonder she was delighted to behold, and the view was absolutely magnificent. For now, however, her gaze was fixed firmly on the cathedral at the top of the mountain, where her friend and Queen, if she still desired the throne, was waiting for her. She shifted the box she carried under her arms, making sure she wasn't covering any of the airholes in the box.
Well, that was probably not quite true, as Vivian doubted if Zvezdana knew she was in the city. Still, though, she was looking forward to seeing her friend again. She had left her rapier at the inn with Seira and Seriel, as they would need the piece bonded blade if something happened, whereas Vivian could handle herself passing well in a fight. If nothing else, she could leg it until she found a soldier.
Walking into the Cathedral, Vivian looked around a moment, surprised at the opulence. The great cathedral was, in a way, more impressive than the castle in Andaris city. Clearly, the Immortals were beings that demanded respect from their followers. She wondered if they were worth. Still, evidently the place had taken Zvez in when she needed help most, so they already had her thanks.
There were women in white robes all over the place and she tapped one who looked less busy on the shoulder. "Could you tell me where I could find a woman named Zvezdana? I'm a friend of hers, and I'm told she became a priestess here." she asked politely, reminding herself she was a peasant and not a noble. Though she doubted that her old family name would have done her any good in Rharne.
The woman blinked at Vivian, then nodded. "I'll tell her you're here, if you wish. What's your name?" she asked, her tone demure and polite.
"Vivian Shiryu." she said, smiling as she said it. The priestess nodded and headed into the cathedral, and Vivian went to one of the pews and sat down, resting the box holding the first thing she felt Zvez might want in her lap.
Location: Rharne, Lightning Cathedral
Vivian looked around her with interest and wonder as she headed from the Glass Quarter, where the inn she had taken was currently placed, to the Lightning Cathedral. Rharne was fascinating to her, the difference in culture from Rynmere the difference in style. A city built into a mountain was a wonder she was delighted to behold, and the view was absolutely magnificent. For now, however, her gaze was fixed firmly on the cathedral at the top of the mountain, where her friend and Queen, if she still desired the throne, was waiting for her. She shifted the box she carried under her arms, making sure she wasn't covering any of the airholes in the box.
Well, that was probably not quite true, as Vivian doubted if Zvezdana knew she was in the city. Still, though, she was looking forward to seeing her friend again. She had left her rapier at the inn with Seira and Seriel, as they would need the piece bonded blade if something happened, whereas Vivian could handle herself passing well in a fight. If nothing else, she could leg it until she found a soldier.
Walking into the Cathedral, Vivian looked around a moment, surprised at the opulence. The great cathedral was, in a way, more impressive than the castle in Andaris city. Clearly, the Immortals were beings that demanded respect from their followers. She wondered if they were worth. Still, evidently the place had taken Zvez in when she needed help most, so they already had her thanks.
There were women in white robes all over the place and she tapped one who looked less busy on the shoulder. "Could you tell me where I could find a woman named Zvezdana? I'm a friend of hers, and I'm told she became a priestess here." she asked politely, reminding herself she was a peasant and not a noble. Though she doubted that her old family name would have done her any good in Rharne.
The woman blinked at Vivian, then nodded. "I'll tell her you're here, if you wish. What's your name?" she asked, her tone demure and polite.
"Vivian Shiryu." she said, smiling as she said it. The priestess nodded and headed into the cathedral, and Vivian went to one of the pews and sat down, resting the box holding the first thing she felt Zvez might want in her lap.

