Thread: Another Life {Cheshire Smirk & Blinkk}

By the time the second warrior came into the temple, most of those inside had hidden away, running to the nearest safe place in order to avoid the men who were still raiding the city. Darovar entering the building was proof that no matter how many people came to their aid, it wasn't enough. The warrior raiding party had swept through them like they weren't even there. Lea was willing to help the shield maiden as much as she could and even more willing to give her own people a chance to hide. And once they were gone, she could focus on herself rather than the others who may be in danger. But the arrival of the next man, Lea backed away from Mjarria, giving those now inside plenty of space to look over her and more importantly morn their loss. Despite being their enemy, the priestess couldn't avoid giving them a bit of pity. She must have been a great warrior, given the look of her amour and the respect the people were giving her. Any life lost was something that the woman didn't enjoy. As they made their way out the large doors, the red head gave them plenty of space before slowly following behind them, stopping at the door. The amount of people still in front of her, surrounded by bodies... it was shocking. Even terrifying to her. For 'brutes', their ceremony was breathtaking. Lea couldn't take her eyes away from the act. Not to mention the sound of Vallios' voice in the most proper of languages. Lea had heard the tongue through her childhood lullaby and through old prayers the elders knew from an earlier time when the language was taught as a second nature. She remained silent, glued to the door, her eyes resting on the warriors below as they took part in their most holy of ceremonies. It was almost peaceful... Lea's eyes broke away from the warriors when it came time for them to sing their hymns. That was almost unnatural in her mind, the thought that the men wouldn't know something as graceful as this. But that was also when the young woman's eyes turned away from the ceremony to look at the rest of the city in front of her. Fire was still sparking in the city, the smell of death, burning and storm filling the air around the temple. Bodies of both the dead and the dying laid along the streets. Last time the raid came though, Lea wasn't inside of the city. She had moved with her father into the city a few years after the raid to assist in the rebuilding of the city to stand up to the next attack. And apparently even their efforts weren't enough to go against them. Now, the only home she really remembered was practically destroyed. The shock hadn't exactly hit her yet but now that she got a good look at it all, it was all beginning to flood into her system. When she was spoken to, her attention turned back to the man, a sudden stare of shock in her eyes. Guide his Maiden home? Was he kidding? The woman remained still but said nothing while they continued their hymns. Seconds later, Lea started out of the doorway, making quick work of the stairs and running into the city. She didn't stop, no matter what the others may have done, rushing to the position she knew her father would have taken during the attack. She needed to find him, to find out what had happened to him. As she ran, she noticed the doors to the baron's home were still together. She didn't bother to stop and simply continued to run until she found his position at the wall. Amongst the bodies, she found her father, a well-built man from years of farming and basic practice with a weapon. He was holding on with his last breath, a wound opened in his chest, the pain rocking his body in a way that he could never return from. Lea wasted no time, dropping to her knees beside him, taking him gently against her, his blood beginning to drench her clothing as she gave her own soft prayers, doing exactly what the warrior had asked of her but caring far more about her last parent than anyone else in the city. Including the woman she had just helped to save. Don't worry about it. It's great 3