Fate - First Reply Breaking the Halo

[Kol]

Saint Dennai Monastery - Northern Spine

The saint of travelers. That was what they called her.

One who watched over those who wandered. One who gave food and a place to rest to all those weary in the world who could not find their place. No one truly know what religion she came from, no one truly know who had claimed her first, but the word of Saint Dennai had spread all over the world. Monasteries and churches dedicated to her name had been erected all around the world.

Each of them was a holy site, a place to go upon your travels. It was a place where the weary could rest their head and the lost could find what they were looking for.

More than that, the word of Saint Dennai was respected. There was no war in the confines of the monastery complexes of the beloved saint, no fighting. It was a place to rest, to lay down arms. That much was even respected by the legions of Molthal.

Kol looked up at the walls of the Monastery, the tall spire of the church itself reaching and standing in contrast to the mountain side around it. Even from a mile away he could hear the bells ringing, the sound of noontime being announced. His head cocked to the side gaze drifting up the mountain road as he watched the wooden gates of the complex swing open.

A person walked slowly down the path, heading into the valley where Kol had come from.

For a moment the Sorcerer lingered, and then slowly he continued up the path.

 

[Tera Lynx]

A village... walled... buildings... minds within...
Havilah approached the monastery slowly, her mind extending to those within, peering in. She was human once, could answers be found here? It had walls, she remembered walls when she first became part of the swarm.

Her chitinous armored body was covered by a heavy cloak, her "hair" covered by a deep hood. Unfortunately both still had the blood of their previous owner on the inside, a hole in the back of the cloak where the claw of her warlord pierced the man through.

Blood still dripped from the cloak, but perhaps the smell of human blood would mask her own smell from the domestic animals humans keep. As she approached the village she looked ahead, seeing the roof of the church. It meant nothing to her, and she could no longer guess what purpose such a structure could have.

Her swarm remained back, hidden in the forest. But they were ready to burst into the village and slaughter everything that moved at a command from their queen should anything go wrong.
Ever since her transformation she never though to approach a village without the intent to kill, but she began thinking about things, and remembering... But for all the power her mind was now capable of, why was it so hard to remember?

There was someone on the path ahead... Kill him!... No, no. No killing, will learn, will find answers. Her stride brought her behind the man, she was taller than he was and she took some childish pleasure in this thought. She stands taller than many humans, and that alone makes her stand out.
She said nothing as she followed the traveler, hoping maybe she could follow him into the city so people would assume they came together.