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The ruins of the templar's home and the last place of a event that no one out side of the order known about for 300 years, the palace has fallin in to ruins and yet the spirits of the those's who lived there have grown restless and have cause harm to many people while the visited and a priest has sent for any one to help calm the spirits and lay them to rest once more but there is some thing else at work.

Mission objective: Primary objective find and lay the spirits of the fallen templares to rest and the secondary objective, the priest fears some thing demonic has awoke the spirits find and the artifact and remove it from the palace one and for all.

Opertives joining the mission: shadow raiden.

Meeting location: a chruch in a near by village.

Out of the Chamber deep with in the holy ground of the church a Still Form, as if of stone, Sat cross legged on an Alter.
Her body was as pure and pristine as stone . her long hair covered her nude body , and eye bright inhuman eyes glowed in the simidarkness.
Two long Antenna , thin , purplish, like thick strands of hair wavered in the air , attached where eye brows would have began if she had any.

nother Knelt before the figure, another whos gender was hard to discern . A young priest or priestess, blessed by the Great Mother with a body.
One which was once a spirit, but now possessed a mortal form.
It prayed , and fasted in thanks to the Great Mother. The form still only half finished.

It looked to be no more than a Elfling child , with beautiful pale almost porcelain skin , and premature black hair flowing behind her pointed ears, down to the middle of her back. Dressed in simple white and blue robes of her station. She was gender neutral as they come. With eyes that no human or Elfling Possessed. Whiteless cobalt blue eyes with mercurial cyan and blue pupil and iris. But that alone set her apart, and marked her true nature as a Spirit.

On the alter were 7 holy and sacred items. All blessed.
The Figure on the alter moved her hand , motioning towards them, motioning for her "daughter" to take one.
The Young one, uncrossed her hands over her breast less chest , tentatively reached out, her hand hovering above each unsure of herself and which she might choose.
Her slender hand touched on a crystalline flute , the emblem of the Great Mother, Dangled from a thin chain. Her hand closed around it before she realized what she was doing, and all other items faded , as if they were no more than an illusion.

The flute in her hand lay in her palms, as the Great Mother on the alter revieled the flutes true nature to her. Her memories of being a spirit were erased. Tetsannuwae was nothing more than a Spirit , bound within the newly made flesh.

The Great mother leaned over, And kissed Sannu's forehead, blessing her with protection and Knowledge.
She touched the young womans chest and blessed her with Strong will, Empathy and SpellWeaving.

THen the Great mother crossed her arms back over her chest , and closed her eternal eyes. the Gate opened, and Se'Sannu was hurled backwards threw teh labryth of the trials and hurled acrossed the Church floor , sliding across the marble as the Gate Sealed Shut behind her, and became nothing more than a Statue.

Still holding tight to the flute Se'sannu lay there blinking for a few moments, as Priests and Preistess's helped her to her feet, asking questions she could not answer.

THe High Priest walked up to her , taking her face in his hand and turning it in his palm in amazement , looking into her eyes , her pure untouched skin.

Se'sannu could see the mans aura , his chi energy surrounded him, as it surrounded all creatures.


"Tetsannu?" The old man asked causiously , blinking at such strange eyes. the eyes of the woman which had built this church. The eyes now possessed by this small Elfing.

Eyes which he could feel in his soul.

He released her chin , and she frowned. "Tetsannu?" she asked her brows furrowing , as if grasping at a vague memory that was just out of her reach.
She shook her head. "


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The high priest looked the woman in the eyes. Those cold eyes. What had transpired?

The girl tilted her head at the older man , and blinked, Membranes moved over here eyes from either side, like a bird.
A frown touched her lips. She wasnt altogether sure what was going on.
Or why the man seem so intent on her.
"What do you remember, child?" THe preist asked her "What is your name?"

It took a moment for her to think. Everytime she thought she grasped a memory it would slip threw her fingers. She tried hard to remember. Who was she?
All she could remember was the Great Mother. All she could remember was her words.

She looked back at the priest and shook her head, weary eyes , eyes of a girl who was lost, but unafraid.
She couldnt even remember her name.

The priest looked up to find Shadow there, he waved him over. If the child would not speak of things, there was no point in continueing asking.

The priests and priestess's murmered softly to each other.

THe girl looked at all of them, then back and forth between the preist and the young man. like a little girl; watching two adults talk.

She didnt quiet understand what was going on , or what they were talking about. but there was a strange sense of familarity with the young man, and the subject. Some how she also knew of the itme and the situation, yet she couldnt remember why, or how she knew.

Only that she knew. and that she knew that she had to go there too. that some how she knew, thats why she was here.
But she didnt know why she knew. couldnt remember.

She watched them both, her hands clasped lightly, shyly, infront of her.
She felt like everyone was staring at her. Her mind felt fogged, yet clear.
Everytime she tried to remember something, it would slip threw her fingers..

She found herself touching the flute, without realizing , or conscioully wanting to. Her thumb stroked up and down the smooth crystal surface , like a worry stone.

A priestess aproached her "Come child, you must be hungry" the older woman suggested , nodding towards the community kitchen in the back "Lets leave them to their business"

THe Woman offered the girl her hand, and lead her to the kitchen.
The Girl followed, as if half dazed , and mesmerized by everything she saw, looking at people as they passed like they were strange aliens.
She saw auras around everyone, of every shade of the rainbow, every varient of intensity. even glowing spots on their body.

She didnt know what those strange lights or wiggling lines around people meant, only that they had to mean something. something important maybe.
but she didnt really know, just felt.

The woman lead the girl to the kitchen , and directed her to sit at the small table in the corner used to prepare food for the homeless. The woman talked nonstop as she gathered left overs of meat pie, sweet bread, and salad.
She bombarded the girl with questions , that the girl left unanswered. and yet the woman continued talking.
"What is your name?" THe woman asked Setting the food infront of the girl.
The girl frowned
"my name?" she asked her little brows furrowed as if trying to remember again.
"Yes your name, child, you must have a name dont you?" The woman asked curiously. "Did the great mother call you anything?"

The Girl frowned trying to remember. but each time the memory simply slipped away. she shook her head., moving the beef pie around with her fork.

The woman watched for a moment "Then well, i guess i can give you one, if you want one" the woman suggested

The girls eyes drifted towards the woman , still pushing the food around the bowl. "ok..."

"Hmm.... how about Asyri?" the woman suggested "it means Bountiful in my native tongue"
The girl thought about it.
"What is your name?" she asked
"Elda" the woman responded "Elda Rahvelet"
"What does it mean?"
"Sister"
"Sister?"
"yes , Sister, my mother named me because i looked like my aunt"
"oh"

The girl was silent for a moment. "Names have meaning... does a name change you?" the girl asked

"No, you are who you are, and meant to be, regardless of the name you are given, but it does make it easier for others to adress you " the woman said "unless your fine being called "hey Girl" " she added with an amused chuckle.

"What is a name that fits me?" The girl said half to herself, in thought, as she pushed a chunk of beef around.
"Well no one really gets to choose their own name .. so your special, you get to choose what you want to be called" THe woman said
"Dont you like the food?" she asked as she watched the girl just push the food around, yet to take a single bite.
"It smells strange , it smells like death" The girl answered
"Death? now girl, that food is perfectly fine and edible, granted Shira isnt the best cook, her food aint gonna kill ya" the woman said , slipping into an odd accent.
She slid bowl closer, and took a bite her self. "see , its fine" she said mulling the still hot food in her mouth as she talked.,
She swallowed and pushed the bowl back to the girl who only looked at it doubtfully before pushing it aside, and nibbling a leaf of the salad, which she didnt have any adversion to.

"Fine dont eat it" Elda said pulling the bowl closer to herself and eating it " i was hungry anyway"

The girl smiled slightly at the womans mirthful comment. THe woman was good natured, and easy natured.

"Hmm... " The woman said a thought just accuring to her. "Maybe Nevaya"
"Nevaya?" the girl said looking up from her plate.
"Yes, its a name of my people, it means "Daughter of Aya" Elda explained
" Aya was a name we called our Great mother,"

The girl thought about it for a while, saying the name slowly. it felt foreign yet beautiful in your mouth. "I like it" she said finally
"Nevaya"

"Well now you have a name little one!" Elda explained with a nutruing smile.
"yes. my name is Nevaya"the girl said with a proud smile.


After they ate, Elda lead Nevaya out of the kitchen, and back to the main hall, where they had left the man and the priest.
THe young girl helped the womans hand as they walk.
Nevaya looked to be no more than a young elfling child , not quiet an adolecent, but neither truelly a child either, standing beside the tall beautiful older human woman.
They swing their hands, and Nevaya gave a joyful, though slightly shy smile.

Elda lead Nevaya To where the two men stood. She shoo'd away most of the lower ranked Priests and Priestess "Arnt their Temple duties that must be attended to?" She said looking each in the eye with a stern look.
Most gave a figetty look and hurried off, cleaning the alters , and statues, and tending to visiters. But she had power only over the lower ranked Priestess's , and only a few priests.

The higher ranked ones remained where they where, Though some hurried off remembering their duties though a tall young man still watching smirked at Elda's management of the lower ranked priests.
Elda only perced her lips at the young man but said nothing. He was neither a priest nor a Attendant. Nor a Visitor. He had been around the temple for a long time entertaining the young with illusions and fanciful stories.

Nevaya stayed close to Elda , holding her hand Standing slightingly behind the womans leg as if for protection. Elda lead her right up to the two men. She gave the girls hand a gentle reassuring squeeze as she stood beside the High priest, and waiting for her turn to speak.

Nevaya suddenly let go of the womans hand and moved towards the tall gentlement who was speaking to the high Priest. Her strange eyes looking over him , his aura both in amazement and curiosity.
Tetsannu's eyes in an unfamilar face and form.
Though she didnt remember him , he was strangely familar. She simply looked up at him, with those wide curious eyes, trying to figure it out.

Nevaya slippd her hand into the older gentleman's, when the priest suggested she go with him. it felt right. like what she was suppose to go with him. that that was why she was here.

She looked up at him, her long black locks flowing down her back , and those large uncanny eyes looking up at him. She looked very shy standing next to him.
"Nevaya " she said, pointing herself , though shyly.

Nevaya hurried along beside Shadow , her little legs moving faster than his to keep up with his longer strides. She was still dressed in the simple Priestess garments of the long flowing dashiki with the Emblem of the Great Mother on the back. Her long black hair flowing behind her as she hurried along, her hair pulled back at the temples and braided back past her pointed little ears.

The flute bounced on a simple woven belt at her hip as she followed along, still holding Shadows hand. "Will there be others?" Nevaya asked innocently as she hurried along .

Nevaya shuddered a bit as the Spirit wolf came into view for her. She gave a gentle bow in greeting. "Thank you" she said to the wolf reaching a hand out tentatively to pet it.

When shadow opened the door Nevaya climbed into the car and fastened her seat belt .
She looked out the window.