Anoria finished smoothing her robe and dabbed at her  face, removing the last of the blood. She brushed a lock of hair back from her face, nodding as her sister stalked back to the bench to get her polearm and armor. Kyn stared at Silven with an intensity that many found unnerving as she strapped the armor back on.<br/><br/>She was walking back when Anoria answered  the disguised forsaken. "I'm Anoriafell, priestess of Elune. My sister is Kynrind-"<br/><br/>"Anoria! You do not need to tell everyone you meet our names. I need a bath and we both need something to eat before we leave. Let's go," Kyn gestured, her tone sharp as she stared at Silven with a distinctly hostile look.<br/><br/>Anoria sighed, giving Silven an apologetic smile. "Please forgive her, she is right though. we do need to be leaving soon. Elune adora," the priestess said, bowing before turning to join her sister and both women walked off towards the Temple.