<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mVBo0Wo.jpg)<br/></div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Mother Freya</span></div><br/>Heads turned in awe and reverence as Mother Freya walked down the street with scythe in tow. She now took it with her wherever she went, not as a weapon, nor a trophy of conquest (though she didn't mind if it had that effect on those who were more swayed by fear than admiration), but as a new symbol of their religion. Soon it would become an iconic piece of imagery for the Healing Church, though for now it served as a reminder of Broken Sky's demise, and the lesson Freya had derived from it.<br/><br/>The nun quietly made her way into Kieri's territory. Her new alliance and recent display had swayed the power struggle in her favor for now, but she had no illusions of it being a solid hold. No doubt they would be contesting over the Sanctum for many weeks to come, if not months and years. She didn't mind, if anything she encouraged it. In the end she would come out on top, of this she was certain, so if the streaking goblin wanted to help build up the district's infrastructure in the meantime, Freya had no complaints. Let her polish this place until it shined, it would be hers never the less.<br/><br/>Speaking of hers, it was time that she came to take back what the goblin had taken from her. Freya smiled as she managed to catch the big wooly architect in the street, returning home from a long hard day's work, "hello friend, it's been a while since we've seen you" she cooed, looking up at the towering mastadon with a warm smile, placing a gentle hand on his trunk, "I see you've been busy, your work here has been truly wonderful" she said, motioning to the aqueducts that now carried precious water through the Inner Sanctum, "I told you Aros would help you find your true calling, if only you can see how proudly he smiles upon you" she cooed.<br/><br/>"Although I must caution you not to work too hard. I've been seeing you around less and less lately, and it's been too long since we've seen you at service" she said, just a tiny bit of somberness in her voice, like a mother wondering why her precious child doesn't come visit her anymore, "here, I've brought you something. I figured since you're working so hard I should make sure you're eating well" she said, reaching into her robe and producing a bag of freshly roasted peanuts, an alluring treat for any elephant, "care to join me for a snack?" she asked, ushering for him to come join her at a nearby bench, "You know I've been thinking about what we talked about before, when you wanted to join the Church. I know you have your duties to your current projects, and I think your work has been beyond commendable, but would you still be interesting in lending a hand to the Church? It's nothing of great urgency, but we could use a strong set of hands, if you'd be willing to borrow them..."