Post by Eluwe on Feb 4, 2011 15:03:44 GMT 1
Eluwe left the high roofed chamber a scowl upon her delicate features. The chance meeting with the aging druid and fellow members of the way had left a feeling of unease she could not explain. The fragrant, cool night air was filled with bird song, although the young priestess did not notice, neither did she notice the passing sentinel who bowed her head in acknowledgement. Eluwe stopped some way from the temple and gazed out across the city of Darnassus, her hand subconciously reached up to grasp her silver holy symbol, the cool metal feeling comfortable in her hand. "Blessed Elune, why do I find so many of your teachings contradictionary to what I feel?" Eluwe bowed her head a breeze causing her long blue hair to cover her face. "I am a priestess of Elune! I am charged with defending the values and faith of our people, yet my methods I know would lead to questioning and perhaps even worse from my sisters." Conflicting emotions raced through her head and she fixed her gaze upon a cricket perched upon the low wall. "Elune what I do I do out of love...love for our people. Our enemies no longer fear your wrath, much has changed...as must we." Eluwe smiled cruely her grip tightening on her holy symbol. "Maybe the old druid and his cult have a place for me?" Her grip relaxed, letting her holy symbol fall to hang once more between her breasts and she turned and made her way toward the temple her expression once again serene. Behind her the tiny cricket lay dead on the ground.