Trish shooed Walker to the side and made sure that Gil saw her wave. They all needed to be ready for the ceremony to begin. Not a single one of them spoke, Su, Wade, and Trish made sure they were ready to throw the seeds from different sides of the platform.
Walker kept his eyes on the priestess. She could have been considered an average elf woman, but adorned in the pure white rune sewn clothing she was completely different. The fabric flowed around her with every slight movement. There was no breeze yet her hair also fluttered about. Her eyes lacked color and instead held a pale white like the moon.
She rose to her feet holding small rolls of fabric. They were an even purer white than the ones she wore and Walker could feel the incredible draw of light elemental mana toward them. The first ray of moonlight landed on them causing them to unfurl on to long steamers of rune sewn fabric. The runed that channeled light elemental mana glowed with the moonlight.
