Sincerely excited—and delighted—for this chance to serve her goddess and the good of all goodly folk.  Embracing her elders and offering each a kiss on the cheek, she thanked them for the opportunity and promised not to disappoint them.<br/><br/>She scampered away and up a tree, into a modest tree house.  There she cleaned up, then donned a skimp golden bikini styled to resemble fig leaves.  She wrapped herself in a gauzy wrap over this.  Then she slung a pouched baldric over her shoulder, holding a quiver  with a cased longbow at her side, along with a satchel.  Two long, heavy swords sheathed on her back, crossed to be drawn one in each hand.<br/><br/>Packing some rations in the form of fruit, nut, and honey bars and dried venison, the girl closed up her hme and scrambled back down out of the tree, confident that her parents and her brother would check on it from time to time.<br/><br/>The ebony girl skipped lithely through the woods towards the outlying towns.  When the moon rose, she sought out a clearing and opened her arms in greeting to the stars.  She danced about he clearing, undulating her body, then dropped to her knees and lifted the silver sword medallion from between her generous breasts.  For several hours, she sang softly, opening her heart to her goddess that she could gather Eilistraee's power deep inside of her, ready to release...<br/><br/>Thirsty and tired, the girl sipped on some water and ate a ration bar, then curled up in a cloak for some sleep.<br/><br/>The next morning, she would finish her trek to the human villages, hide and watch.