The sanctuary of Skyrest held almost a warm touch to your soul from the darkness that has overrun Mournstead, whistling winds piercing throughout the ancient stone halls as a constant reminder of the height it stands from its cliff slides. Pieta, whos eyes shimmered as if light itself reflected within her, an unwavering truth that guides her every word as she spoke with the love of her devotion with her arms spread wide below her waist. "Orius sustains me as I will sustain you, lampbearer."