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</div><br/>There are not nearly as many acolytes of Lady Death as the other deities. Likely because of her balliwick. Yes death is a facet of life but, few peopl, if any wish to think toward about it. They call on the clerics when their services are needed and try hard not to think about it at other times. So, a woman dressed in scale armor with a tabard that had the representation of the goddes of death on it made a bit of a stir as she strutted towards the reception area.<br/><br/>Raven, as she was known, was half-elven, her dark black hair a gift from her human side while her slightly pointed ears and deep cerulean blue eyes were clearly of elven origin. Her 5’ 10” frame stepped up to the desk and her contralto voice spoke softly, as if she was used to being gentle with her words. “Acolyte Raven, I have been assigned to duty here. If you could let me know where I should report that would be quite helpful.”