Dominic
The Sanctum of Deela was bussling with black robed priests and priestesses, all of them different creatures. Fur pelt carpets covered the most of the floor,.onyx tiles showing where the carpets didn't covered the floor. Candles were burning dimly in wall sconces, giving the Sanctum a eerie atmosphere.
The shadow figures and the Messenger continued to lead the party down the the central passage, the candles and clergy slowly becoming less.
"Wait here," the Messenger said as they reached to large doorways. She stepped forward and gave a single tap against the door, making it echo long on the other side. She stood back as the doors silently creaked open. A cold gust of wind rushed to embrace the party.
"Whatever you do," Xander said, "Don't tell the Priestess your names."
"Silence!"the Messenger turned around and struck Xander through the face, "We are about to come in the prescence of the Priestess of Deela." With that the shadow figures staryed poking at the party with grey spears, forcing them through the doors.
This hall, unlike the rest of the Sanctum, had clear black granite floor and large tapestries hanging on the walls, each depicting an ancient hunting scene. Severals steps led up to the dais on which the Shrine itself was.
The Shrine was a large statue of a goddess, dressed in a long hunting dress, crouching beside a large wolf. In her hand there was a great longbow, an arrow knocked in the string. In front of the statue (which touched the ceiling of the hall) was an altar on which was a large bowl. And beside this Shrine stood the Priestess.
She was slender and tall, with long black hair hanging freely behinf her head.. She was dressed in a slim fitting dark sapphire dress which stretched on long behind her. But it was her eyes that truly captivated Dominic. Her eyes were a pale blue colour, but they had a defiant and intelligent look to them.
"Ah, thank you, Jania," the Priestess said when she took notice of their prescence, "You have the Mistress well. Please leave us now."
The Messengee bowed slightly, before she and the shadow guards left. The Priestess started examining each member of the party individually, her eyes staying on each member for several seconds before moving on to the next. Her eyes fell on Dominic last. .
And yes©, you must be the wizard, a voice sounding like the Priestesess' sounded.
I am Dominic answered briskly.
I was told you were nine in this group,
Clearly your sources can't count, Dominic replied.
You amuse me.. What's your name again? the Priestess asked.
I never gave it to you, Dominic said, And unless you can read my memories:-O, you're not going to it, either.
With that Dominic felt the Priestess's prescence leave his head.
"You all seem unwilling tell me your names," she said speakinf normally again, "but it doesn't matter. The feast of the Hunt is nearly upon us, and Mustress Deela has chosen you seven to be the prey. Guards!"
Four giants and three shadow figures came in.
"Take them to their quarters. Make sure they are fed well. We want them all them all fit and healthy for the Hunt."
As the guards led them away, the Priestess turned aroundand called after them. "Wait! Mistress Deela wishes to speak to the vampire and werewolf."
Anette protested actively, but Xander touched her arm and gave her a "everything-is-going-to-be-alright"-look as the doors of the Shrine hall closed behind the remaining of the party.
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