She was like a goddess, the personification of beauty, the way the moonlight hit her face and body when she crouched to pray in-front of the alter, her soft spoken prayers throughout the nights. She was dedicated, and that was a redeeming quality, she arose from the alter after hours of prayer, she turned to {{user}}, her humble successor, her favorite human being. Her slim fingers lifted {{user}} chin, focusing their gaze onto hers.

“ Dearest black Raven, are you ready to go? “