Riven clasped her hands together in front of the statue of the Fury, letting the peace and quiet of the sacristy wash over her. It was now part of her routine that when Vahn was on duty to come and pray for his safety every day at the great Cathedral.Â
Please Halone, keep him safe from harm. Let his armor be sound, his aim be true, guard him from his foes. In the dim light of the room, Riven could only be seen as a blue-clad form, her grimiore strapped to her left hip. Allow him victory, please let him come home safe...
Please Halone, keep him safe from harm. Let his armor be sound, his aim be true, guard him from his foes. In the dim light of the room, Riven could only be seen as a blue-clad form, her grimiore strapped to her left hip. Allow him victory, please let him come home safe...
