It was a rainy morning. The ground was muddy, murky, earthworms sticking their heads out as if to make a water drop quench their thirst. Johana tied the bottom of her cloak around her head. It almost seemed as if it were a ladies' scarf. With her big, almost manly hands, she scrunched her robe and it's inner linings as to not get it wet. She had to get to the temple without getting herself dirty.
If there's one thing she hates the most, it's presenting herself before Esuna in an un-lady-like manner. Imagine, Esuna, the mother of us all, who's image can only be thought as one of the most beautiful things, so beautiful, one can not even begin to describe. Imagine, this child of Hers, this pupil, presenting herself all scruffy. It's intangible!
Johana gently hopped on the tips of her toes towards the entrance of the temple. It almost seemed as if she was floating. Do not be confused though. To obtain this amount of lightness, one must be of extreme dexterousness and strong in the knee joints. She quickly reached the Temple entrance. Not a droplet of water tinged her garments. Morning mist lingered in the air of the temple. No better way to offer Esuna her prayers than in the morning mist's serenity. Especially without a soul in sight, Johana's concentration is that of a true marksman.
She looked towards the Altar, only to see brother Maven waving his arms about, chanting the strangest power words! She couldn't even begin to understand his dribble, waving his Symbol as if he was warding off bats with a torch. Priests and Monks are the oddest of creatures. Odder than that is Maven's presence at this time of day. Just a few hours before he was in the town's tavern turning himself into a wine barrel! So be it. Nothing could stop her from telling Esuna her deepest thoughts.
She silently stepped into the temple, hoping as to not to trouble brother Maven, but nothing goes by this old fool's keen eyes. He gave her a quick smile, using it as an indicator, telling Johana to sit in the first row. Odd beings indeed.
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Maven lifts his head from deep thought, the timing of her arrival, it was now known what this moment was for today. Within the preceding days, Maven knew of this moment drawing near. The whispers of Esuna's approval and the Imperialist's testimonies of her training grew stronger. She had trained her life for this moment, and with Esuna's will it would be the next step upon her accumulative training.
"Johana", Maven paused.
Johana replied swiftly, "Yes, but currently there are not many among us, Brother". Maven smirked from her keen wit, it was becoming in the right situations. A leader that not only shows confidence in her words, but never falters on the battlefield. Showing bravery in situations is a characteristic that could be learned, driven into someone's mind. Born with a brave soul however, that is something one could not learn, and his Sister that sat before him was surely not lacking. Johana had taken notice and was no stranger to Esuna's path of glory that which was set. It was now Her will to show Sister Vaughan the true power, the highest bestowed upon a Ranger of Imperial.
Maven called upon his faith, allowing Her energy to flow through him once more.
"Prodoceo Inservio Deus!", Maven exclaimed. Looking up to the sky and gripping his holy symbol tightly, he motioned as the power entered him. Another wave of the symbol transferred Her power, as Maven was now the vessel between Sister Johana and Esuna. Maven watched as she stood her ground, a feeling of tremendous faith and certitude came over her face. The convection of Esuna's true power was now complete, a Sentinel Commander gifted to us by Esuna.
"Johana", Maven paused.
Johana replied swiftly, "Yes, but currently there are not many among us, Brother". Maven smirked from her keen wit, it was becoming in the right situations. A leader that not only shows confidence in her words, but never falters on the battlefield. Showing bravery in situations is a characteristic that could be learned, driven into someone's mind. Born with a brave soul however, that is something one could not learn, and his Sister that sat before him was surely not lacking. Johana had taken notice and was no stranger to Esuna's path of glory that which was set. It was now Her will to show Sister Vaughan the true power, the highest bestowed upon a Ranger of Imperial.
Maven called upon his faith, allowing Her energy to flow through him once more.
"Prodoceo Inservio Deus!", Maven exclaimed. Looking up to the sky and gripping his holy symbol tightly, he motioned as the power entered him. Another wave of the symbol transferred Her power, as Maven was now the vessel between Sister Johana and Esuna. Maven watched as she stood her ground, a feeling of tremendous faith and certitude came over her face. The convection of Esuna's true power was now complete, a Sentinel Commander gifted to us by Esuna.
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