Betty
Magistrate Cassandra Melise
The Southern Pantheon House of Worship
Rikolto, Akno Province, Terresol

Cassandra scoffed at his suggestion to tell a member of the Pilgrimage to keep quiet, but didn't feel the need to expand. It would be a pointless battle. Even if Pilgrim Derrin understood the significance of a White Guard being in Akno any attempt to silence the man would be seen as an attack on their faith. *'That's certainly how Visionary Dimitri would twist it.'* She thought, annoyed, her body subconsciously tensing their interaction replayed in her mind.

Àvaldi's request brought her back to the present moment. "Of course. A Vision can show you to your room and take you to the tavern. If you leave soon you may begrudgingly catch the blacksmith before he closes." She chuckled. As he inspected his gear, Cassandra left the kitchen in search of Vision Ivovius. 

Conversation between Cassandra and the Vision hinted that they were returning and as they entered Cassandra introduced them. "Prime Àvaldi," She began gesturing to the man beside her, "This is Vision Ivovius, a student of Wisdom Ezkria and myself. He can show you to your room, the blacksmith, and the tavern."

"Welcome to Ankno, Prime Àvaldi." Ivovius greeted, extending a hand towards the man.
Whitney
Àvaldi, The Convert
The Southern Pantheon House of Worship
Rikolto, Akno Province, Terresol 

As Cassandra left Àvaldi let out a subtle sigh of relief. He was thankful that he finally got to deal directly with a Worship instead of random citizens or trying to trust hidden agents; but the politics of these situations always grounded him very quickly. Tests to see how easily trusting he was, or willing to do as others asked. Cassandra wouldn't undermine or otherwise bring direct harm to him, but she was certainly one to test boundaries. He could respect that, but at a distance. 

As she entered back in he stood up straight, looking at the Vision she had brought to him named Ivovius. "Greetings, Vision Ivovius. Thank you for the warm welcome, I appreciate you obliging my request." Àvaldi thanked nodding to both Cassandra and Ivovius. 

Squatting down he hoisted his gear up, standing tall as his gear was nearly packed and tied into a traveling soldier's pack. "I'll need to drop this stuff off first of course, and sort it out. I'll follow you." Àvaldi says with another nod towards Ivovius.
Betty
Vision Ivovius
The Southern Pantheon House of Worship
Rikolto, Akno Province, Terresol

Ivovius nodded in return. "We'll be on our way, Magistrate." He began, looking towards Cassandra. She smiled and waved them off. Once Àvaldia had shouldered his pack Ivovius lead the Prime through the halls of the temple. They passed through the main chapel, turning down a few hallways before stopping in front of a wooden door. Opening it, Ivovius stood to the side for Prime Àvaldi. "There are additional blankets in the cabinets." The Vision was stoic, not attempting to make additional conversation outside of what was required. "Leave what you wish and I'll take you to Blacksmith Leric."