"You're in your room, my lady, in the Temple of Vaerath." A soft voice spoke out to the oracle. The voice's owner was a tall, slender woman. She was dressed in a slender black gown that hugged her figure, with long sheer sleeves and a long neck. From behind her lace veil, also black in color, her blue eyes sparkled.
She stepped forward and bowed, her multi-hued hair trailing along the ground behind her. "My lady, I am Aolani. Head Priestess of the Temple of Vaerath." She rose from her bow and gestured to the nightstand next to the bed. A glass and pitcher of water sat on a silver tray. "Please, drink. You must be tired from your... ordeal."
She stepped forward and bowed, her multi-hued hair trailing along the ground behind her. "My lady, I am Aolani. Head Priestess of the Temple of Vaerath." She rose from her bow and gestured to the nightstand next to the bed. A glass and pitcher of water sat on a silver tray. "Please, drink. You must be tired from your... ordeal."
