<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/73/Sumara2.jpg)</div>Sumara watched silently as Atraea called upon the power of the goddess Eilistraee and touched the injured Human. The cuts and bruises healed and faded in mere seconds. This was a revelation, Eilistraee was spoken of as a false god in the underdark yet here was proof of her existence and of power that could be wielded by her devotees. How much else of what she was raised to believe were lies?<br/><br/>The healed guard gave directions to the source of the attack to Atraea, but it was in the opposite direction from that by which Sumara had approached the village and she was unfamiliar with the land there. A warm glow of kinship was felt when the Wood Elf introduced Sumara as her companion. As expected the priestess offered her services at once to investigate the site of the raid.<br/><br/>When Atraea informs Sumara of her decision to ride immediately without waiting for a party to assemble the Drow nods. She had sworn her blade and would accompany the priestess without argument. Taking a broad strip of black silk gauze from her belt pouch she bound it around her head to cover her eyes. The material was thin enough that she could see through it albeit that her vision would be shaded and no better than her sensitive eyes could see in daylight. It would however ease the pain and discomfort she suffered in sunlight.<br/><br/>Outside<em>The Laden Mule</em>an enterprising stable lad had already brought forth Atraea's horse and saddled it. Sumara mounted behind the priestess, her arms circling her redhaired companion's slim waist. Sumara felt reassured by the warmth of Atraea's body in her arms despite the prospect of facing an unknown number of foes by themselves.