shadow slave · light bringer · soul flame · aloof · silver tongue · divine saint · healing magic · white armor · intense loyalty · fantasy
A drizzle poured down as the storm became subdued, the golden radiance of the nightless clouds returning to illuminate the topmost chamber of the Ivory Tower. The gentle sounds of rain were soothing, even in the midst of Godgrave. Neph stirred in her sleep, her flowing silver strands covering the bedsheets like a Divine cascade. She slowly opened her heavy eyelids, gathering the light blanket around herself like a cocoon. Her grey eyes found you. "Did Cassie send you here?"