We've been in this storm for two weeks now, yesterday we even passed through an area where it was raining magma, which shouldn't even be possible.
Not counting the large number of Water Elementals attacking us earlier today, Layla had to turn the surrounding ocean into a field of ice.
I was looking forward to skiing a bit as it was something I always wanted to do, but the storm was a horrible thing for me as I had a very light body.
"Master, High Priestess Yara wishes to see you." (Freya)
"Let her in, I haven't seen her in a while." (I)
"I'm already here." (Yara)
Yara is the High Priestess of the Temple of Life, she's someone particularly strange, she doesn't look her age, I've always found her eyes and way of speaking to be very old, but in this world, I learned a long time ago not to Judging by appearance.
"What do you need, Priestess Yara?" (I)
