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The sandstorm outside the Cavalerian Temple of Heika was raging, there were fallen
trees flying around the sky like trapped birds. Everyone was tucked inside of their
houses, all except for one. A lone, hooded figure emerged from the storm and was
now extremely close to the temple. Her walk turned into a run, as she sprinted to the
mahogany doors. They pushed a couple of times, but no prevail. A flow of electricity
coursed through their veins as the mustered up all the strength they had and forcing
the eccentric doors open. The eyes of every Caster, Druid, Prophet and Fea landed on
the intruder as they strode through the marbled temple. "I request the audience of the
high priest Morcrow!" They boomed in a voice like thunder. As if on cue a very well
dressed man of grey hair waltzed into the enormous hall.
"And what would you wish to show me stranger?" He said in an equally threatening
voice. There was a moment of silence before the uninvited visitor replied, "I have
come so I can...." She was suddenly cut off by the high priest.
"Take of that oversized cloak, you look like a child playing dress up,"
he sneered, bored with her mysterious appearance. Within a matter of moments
the cloak laid forgotten of the floor and their face was revealed to the people.
The figure that stood before them was in fact a woman. She had long teal hair that cascaded down her back like silk. The feature that surprised some were the large bull horns that were attached to her head. Her face was covered by a decorative black veil. the other garments she wore were very beautiful as well. She had a Ivory colored Zavio with golden trimmings, this particular Zavio had a turtle neck, but still displayed her arms. On her left arm she had a very intricate pattern tattooed onto her skin, and another on her right leg. Her appearance was very beautiful, but everyone was thinking about what disgusting face laid under the veil.
"Please," the high priest sniggered ",you don't fool me, take of your useless veil..... Misah!" The people inside the temple gasped and whimpered, hearing the girls name. After a few moments Misah reluctantly ripped of her veil. Now everyone realised why she would want to cover her face, she had the features of a rogue soothsayer she had seven eyes. "Please! I have come to warn you, I have had a terrible vision," she shrieked,"A vision of the end, the end of the world!" Everyone look terrified at her prophesy, even High Priest Morcrow shared a worried look with the high council members. "Why should we believe the babbling of a rogue soothsayer?!" He shouted at the girl in front of him. "You have no reason to trust me, but I only speak the truth!" The high priest sighed and shook his head. "We don't want you here, nor do we believe your cries for attention!" There was a sudden silence surrounding the hall, a stray tear wandered down her tanned cheek. She turned, ready to leave, she assembled her veil and cloak before marching out of the silent temple.
She camped a couple of miles from the temple, in a small, dingy cave. She was overwhelmed with sorrow and anger, she could not believe that they wouldn't believe her just because she was different from the pure soothsayers. She would have to hide in the cave until morning, when she would try to stop the apocalypse herself. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of clumsy footsteps. She quickly stood up, ready to fight if need be. But to her surprise it was not guards, it was a ...
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