High Priestess Ianthe led Reve into the village. The morrites roaming about paused in their steps as they saw a foreign face. Reve could detect complex thoughts weaving in their heads, but they didn't seem to be hostile.
Reve sighed inwardly, 'Thankfully, they are not hostile. I have to be on my best behavior here. If I wrong them, I'm not sure I would be able to leave with my head attached to my body.'
Nevertheless, the situation was not as tense as he imagined.
Ianthe stopped when she reached a large building. The structure coated in black seemed ominous as not even the light rays from the sun could radiate it. Instead, it seemed to absorb all light particles and store them in its abyssal well.
On the upper half of the building was an insignia that made Reve feel strange.
'An owl symbol. I have been seeing this a lot lately,' pondered Reve.
