A letter received

[Lady Frost]

*The door to the shrine hall swings open granting view to a woman wearing red & obsidian armor covered in a red and black hooded cloak. Her face is unseen but she is identified immediately by those common to the shrine. Her hood shifts to Murithi as she approaches having already eyed both other shrine caretakers moments previous.*

*Speaking as she approaches in her calm voice hinted in a noble tone* Good evening sister.

*The reply is an unspoken one in the form of her inclining her head back to the woman.*

*As Murithi steps aside to allow the woman access to the shrine she moves to retrieve a letter. She holds it quietly until the woman is finished and cleaned up.* This was left for you.

*The woman pauses looking to the letter a moment then up to Murithi, a curious though cautious expression is kept hidden by the shadow of her hood from everyone but her faithful sister. Taking the letter she reads the few words and without hesitation, reaches into her pack removing a flask of acid. Slowly and carefully she drips acid on the letter letting it dissolve the parchment.* Should she seek my response. You may give her this.

*The woman hands back over the mostly dissolved letter.* She should understand.

[Lady Frost]

*The woman has not returned to recieve the second letter.*


//when the woman returns it will be posted here

[Lady Frost]

*Wearing just as easily identifiable clothing, the woman returns through the door. A mostly red top, and pitch black sleeves held snuggly with deep red bands that snake down her arms ending in dagger-sharp half-inch adamantine fingernails. She covers herself in the same black and red hooded cloak. Again, as the woman moves toward her destination, she glances to the other shrine caretakers before letting her gaze settle on Murithi.* Hello sister.

*The response is met the same as always, with a polite incline of her head.* She has left another for you. *holding up a folded piece of parchment*

*stopping at the sight of the letter, she leans her head back some flooding her hood with light. Her eyes were closed leaving two dark patches of eye shadow to study the distant ceiling. The woman had flawless skin not a nick or blemish visible, and her lips were lightly coated with a pink gloss. Taking in a long breathe of air she lets it out slowly in a long sigh and looks back down* I do not want it. You may discard it and any others that are brought from her.

*shaking her head slightly, Murithi replies* Don't let your emotions cloud your decisions. All information available should be gathered. There's no reason to not take free knowledge.

*realizing her mistake, the woman takes the letter and opens it. After reading it over and thinking a moment, she holds the letter up.* Have you read this?

*Shaking her head slightly, Murithi replies* I've not, no.

*Speaking in calm low voice she gives her response to Murithi and quietly leaves. The note is crumpled and tossed aside as she walks out* Sister, I will pray in my room.

//response is sent in a PM

[Lady Frost]

*the woman has not returned to recieve any further letters*

//when she has returned it will be posted here

[Lady Frost]

*After nearly three days from her previous visit the woman returns to find no additional letter was left. Instead it seems, a message of voice was intended as a substitue for parchment and ink. Firstly praying, the woman finally listens to the words spoken from Murithi about the messenger and her response, then speaks herself.* That is an interesting response indeed, sister. Though, I will save my further comments for another time. I have no want for this game of information tag to continue. Should she further wish to tell me something she can wait until this matter is officially discussed. I do not care if she does not understand those words... Now, if you will excuse me. *inclining her head*

*Turning to leave the woman adds...* May strength always find you sister. *...then continues out the door*