<div style="text-align: justify;">Naivara looked at the alter, her eyes sliding over the knights that had accompanied them. She nodded to her superior. “I will do my best, High Priestess.” She said softly, her eyes downcast as she looked at the ground. She was slightly doubting her ability to complete this task, but she wished to prove herself and become one of them. She wanted to be a part of something, and this was the path she wanted to take in order to feel like she belonged. It would be a long journey, she was sure, but if the end met her desires, it would be worth it.<br/><br/>“I will accept this challenge. I will restore the balance and join you in your ranks, High Priestess.” Naivara declared, her melodious voice ringing out through the trees. Her eyes saw without the light, detecting the outline of her superior in the dark. What quest had she completed in her own time?<br/><br/>Clasping her hands before her, her skin felt the scratch of the rough fabric of her dress. She dressed as modestly as she lived. She took no comfort in luxuries, shunning the idea of enhancing her already beautiful appearance with cosmetics. She tossed her head, blue hair falling into the silver eyes that glowed like coins. Only one eye saw with a clear stare, her left iris cloudy as a scar ran from her eyebrow all the way down to her jaw. It did not diminish her beauty, though.</div>