((Holy mother of God that was quite awesome lol.))<br/><br/><strong>Chicago, Illinois.  In Aphrodite's Temple in the center of town.  Early morning.</strong><br/><br/>Arya woke up with a start, covered in soft sheets, laying in a gorgeous and sensually pleasing four poster bed designed to maximize comfort in all that laid within, much like Aphrodite herself in a way.  The priestess felt tears from her eyes still, and she was covered in a light layer of sweat from how powerful that vision had been.  Sure, her goddess had visited her before, but it usually ended up with them tangled up in each other's arms after quite an intoxicating session of wild and passionate sex.  Now, she was being asked to go to Redwood Forests in Colorado.  Arya put a hand to her breast and gasped when she heard something clinking in her hands, only now noticing that the pearl necklace in her dream was in her hand.  What was the human expression, no way in hell this is real?  That's what Arya was feeling as she looked at the beautiful necklace in her hand, holding it in the dying candle light that flickered all around her room.  She could scarcely believe her sea green eyes that were as deep as a pool of clear water.<br/><br/>Slowly slipping out of the covers, Arya stretched mightily and groaned softly, looking to the woman that was still in her bed.  Last night had been quite enjoyable for them both, and considering she was a regular here with a lot of money she donated freely, Arya had been more than ready to please this Seeker in this holy place.  She had far more important things to worry about though as she gathered her few personal belongings, and secured the pearl necklace in her bag of holding she kept on her belt at all times.  It was tied in such a way that it would be impossible for it to be cut from her person without Arya knowing about it, a string wrapped around her hand that would be pulled when and if it was ever picked from her person.  Shrugging on a black lacy affair that shimmered with every step, the elven priestess tied her silver long hair into a tight ponytail before slinging her bag over her back and leaving a note behind for the high priestess to find later.  She had a ride to catch.