It was a rare day that the temple of the Black Sun was empty of people offering their prayers, but Goshawk found herself alone before the altar. The shard that was a drop of Rhysol's blood grown from deep within the lake seemed to radiate with power, though it remained motionless and silent. Goshawk had no way of knowing if her prayer had been heard by the god, though the shard was supposed to be a direct link to the Defiler. It wasn't as if it was going to grow a face and mouth and tell her thankyou, nor would Rhysol himself make an appearance that day. Goshawks voice resonated throughput the chamber, bouncing back to her as if to let her reexamine her own words, though as they faded the sounds of footsteps approached. Should Goshawk raise her eyes she would see a man dressed in black robes, the Black Sun emblem proudly displayed on his chest. The man ignored Goshawk as he approached the altar, knelt, and whispered a quick prayer before standing once more. Finally he took note of the woman in the room, turning his head slightly in her direction and offering her an approving nod. His eyes.. one of them was solid white, all color and definition lost by the will of Rhysol, but he seemed to look right into her soul in that brief instant that the two made contact. His head snapped forward, returning his gaze to the black shard, though he did speak to the woman. "It would seem the faithful are growing lax, to have only one woman offering prayer to our Defiler." His voice was calm, full, and even a bit charming, but it seemed to elicit an emotion unbidden in Goshawk's mind. Rhysol's followers were growing lax. She should not be the only one in the temple. Why weren't Ravok's citizens offering prayers of their own!? Goshawk almost wanted to run outside and shout at all the lazy ingrates to come inside and show their lord the proper respects before they went on with their days, but the man spoke again. "So taking that into consideration, I wonder what brings you here, when your peers all seem content to bask and give no thanks, except for when they wish to call for favors? What favor do you seek from our oh so generous lord, the Defiled?" |