-Alexa-<br/>"O, she is getting worse with each day! I don't believe she would live to the summer solstices." Eumelia was very well known for her chatty personality. She managed to tell something in so many words that in the end you forget your question. It was the perfect quality for taking care of the High Priestess who lately only liked to listen rather than talk. It was a strain on her and having someone like Eumelia was very comforting. The young priestess would spend more then half her day talking about all sorts of thing - from gossip to politicks and from philosophy to small talk about every days life. "She wakes up in the middle of the night with tease strange cravings. Like now. She send me to get her a bottle of whine. At this late hour! Can you believe it?! I'm so tired I can barely stand on my feet and she sends me to get her red whine. And her memory... o, it is a miracle that she still remembers my name! I believe that the goddess will take her son. Sometimes she is in such pain it hurts to watch! Each day I pray the goddess to give her peace and I pray for enlightenment. For I am in a conflict with myself do to the hard choice that has befallen upon us. Sister, I know it is not right to discus this but I have to say that it is a vert hard decision."<br/><br/>-Fyroneus-<br/>He climbed not resting even for a minute. Soon he reached the massive door that led to the courtyard of the acropolis. There like statues stood the guards - two strong priestesses each covered from head to toe in armor holding spears of the best quality. They instantly crossed the spears' peaks in front of him and the one from the left spoke with a cold voice.<br/>"The temple is closed for visitors during the night."<br/><br/><br/><br/>