As the sun rises each morning over the cheapside district, a woman would emerge from one of the apartments, lightly armored and without carrying a weapon, instead carrying the staff of her station as she would move into the swelling crowds of displaced, neglected and rebellious. There was a brightness to her presence, a vitalizing warmth that shined out from her iconography that seemed to displace shadows from her and made the glow of the morning sun all the more vibrant upon her cupid face, her auburn hair, and her mithril armor.
She traveled without the protection of her deities wards laid upon her, and her prayers each morning are reserved for the creation of food, the purifying of water, and healing the sick. And from the moment the sun rose, to the moment it set she would travel, using mundane means and miracles to cure these problems. The woman would remark each time to those who were touched by her miracles;
"A new dawn comes, and Lathander will ever care for each of you."
"Today is a good day to start anew."
"Do not forget your faith in your fellows, as well as those above."
"Be kind to eachother, and many more will make it through to see the sunrise."
When asked her name, she would answer; "Lynnette Aurelianus" though in an uncharacteristic way, she would not demand her title be used to address her, or even introduce herself with it. She'd answer pessimism and chastising with optimism and humble acceptance, her purpose ultimately was as simple as the work she was choosing to perform each morning; to heal the wounded, cure the sick, and feed the hungry.
She traveled without the protection of her deities wards laid upon her, and her prayers each morning are reserved for the creation of food, the purifying of water, and healing the sick. And from the moment the sun rose, to the moment it set she would travel, using mundane means and miracles to cure these problems. The woman would remark each time to those who were touched by her miracles;
"A new dawn comes, and Lathander will ever care for each of you."
"Today is a good day to start anew."
"Do not forget your faith in your fellows, as well as those above."
"Be kind to eachother, and many more will make it through to see the sunrise."
When asked her name, she would answer; "Lynnette Aurelianus" though in an uncharacteristic way, she would not demand her title be used to address her, or even introduce herself with it. She'd answer pessimism and chastising with optimism and humble acceptance, her purpose ultimately was as simple as the work she was choosing to perform each morning; to heal the wounded, cure the sick, and feed the hungry.
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