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"As well as other things..." a smooth, velvety voice came from the darkness. It was Zariah, of all people, stepping forth into the light that the goddess shone. She herself had been travelling back from the portal point, but as Archmage of the Citadel, she was all too familiar with the night's dangers in the Tundra. But she was better equipped than most to fend for herself in the unlawful wilds of Halo. The mage glanced at the Fae, unfamiliar and uninterested with her, then towards Sunjata, who was apparently Lucas' replacement. Whatever was the leader of such an uncouth gang doing in her neck of the woods? She would be sure to let Neron know that the Advocates were apparently scoping out their territory. Emotionless hazel eyes then glanced up towards the goddess, a small smile curving her lips. There truly was no more beautiful a thing in the world than a woman who wore power well - and the goddess of starlight was no exception. "It is an honor to meet you, Safrin. To what does Halo owe the pleasure of your unrequested visit?" she asked respectfully. As far as she knew, the deities only appeared at shrines when prayed to by their followers. That the goddess had appeared so suddenly in the tundra was indeed curious. zariah If my strength intimidates you, I hope you realize that is a weakness of yours.