Back in town ... (For khavren)
The temple-fortress of Mayaheine was not difficult to find, located directly next to the East Gate. It was a large, rectangular strucle, and looked more like a fortified manor than a church of any kind. Built of dark-grey stone it was over three stories in height with crenellations on its roof. A lone watchmen dressed in the slate-grey surcoat of the Shield Maiden patrolled above, and waved down to Anastasia as she rode up. Above the large, central door was written one of the many mottos of Mayaheine: "Protect those in need".
The heavens had once again opened up today, unleashing a steady, soaking rain that turned the air chill. The sun was nowhere to be seen and it looked dark enough for twilight, even though it was still morning.
Before she even managed to dismount, the large entrace door opened, and a middle-aged man dressed in the grey and brown colors of the Builders emerged. Anastasia had met him before, and knew his name was Vellian Tallstone, one of the higher-ranked engineers in service to the Maiden. He had been a devotee of Pelor who had converted to the worship of the Maiden only in the last few years. He was dressed in a knee-length rain slicker and carried a walking stick made of a light wood.
"Greetings, Valiant," he muttered, bowing slightly, "it has been long since you came to our house. Won't you come in out of this miserable weather? I will send some to deal with the mount." He gestured with his stick toward the interior of the temple.
