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Little people could walk among the Oracle of Awa and not feel the vibrant impulse that run allover the temple. Of course, everyone knew the reason, as the temple was made by trees of the same sacred forest. But no dead trees or cut, the elves would never allow that. The templa itself was made of alive trees, modifies thanks to the elves magic in order to make the structure, the rooms and every furniture there. Only the cristalina dome at the Oracle room was made artificially, as it was needed to amplify the Gods' voice for the oracles to hear them. To some races, being on that temple was uncomfortable, like dwarfs which preferred the sun and sands of the desert than being around trees. But the elves surely found relief in that temple whenever they had to come in contact with any other race.

The High Priestess guided the warriors around the corridors carpeted by flowers. The summer was ending and soon the rains would bring some rest of the impeding heat of the forest. It wasn't like others parts of Gaia were winter was the hardest season, actually, there was no proper winter in Awa, just a dry season and humid season.

"Please forgive the mess" the High Priestess apologies. "With the arrangement of this trip we didn't have time to clean. Though I'm impressed, Father Ha-Din told us you would arrive at the end of the week" She commented before knocking the door. Hearing the soft invitation to enter she opened the door, allowing the warriors to enter to see the carrier.

The boy itself was looking at the tiny mirror of the simple room, with his hand in his abdomen. He was a human boy about eighteen, tall and thin, with worked muscles thanks of the farm work in the temple. He had long, light brown hair, which bangs framed a delicate face. His eyes were of an intense blue, cold as ice. He wore simple clothes of dark colours, different of the tunics the acolytes wore. On his left middle finger, a silver ring rested. He silently nodded to the High Priestess' question, looking at the bag on his bed. It was the first time he left the temple, and even though he dreamed of traveling Gaia, he didn't like the circumstances of his departure. He wasn't going on an adventure, he was just escorted to different places, like a precious treasure, like an object.

He wasn't alone in the room. Sitting on the chair of a simple desk, Father Ha-Din accompanied the carrier during his last moments at the temple, but he quickly got up and bowed to the newcomers, which answered in the same way. Ha-Din was a sylph of clear blue skin and violet eyes. His face showed his years of experience, though his posture and manners were elegant and agile. He quickly went to his protegee's side and patted his shoulder.

"I'm sorry of not going to receive you, but I'm sure Lady Zhur did it perfectly" he said gesturing at the High Priestess, which only smiled at the compliment. "I'm Ha-Din, Father of the Sun Order, servant of Yohavir, Karevan and Aldun. And he is Kirtash, the one you need to guard and protect, since in him resides our hope to defeat the Dark Lord" he announced, and both of them bowed to the warriors.