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Prayers were saod at night. Alya knew this and had seen it first hand studying Urlryn during her months in the orcish hell. It was morning and Xull'rae was not sleeping, she needed less sleep than most. Alya knew that too, it seemed that Xull'rae never slept.

The beautiful red head was not in view. Alya waited a bit as she always did, and like usual, Xull'rae never came. Unlike most priests Alya came to realize that ever since Xull'rae had rescued them that the red head was different than the others. It wasn't just her eyes and hair, and not even the fact that she was this temple's only Masked Traitor; her routine and manner were totally set apart from any other.

At this time of morning, Xull'rae would still be in the prayer chambers. She spent hours there. When she wasn't praying, she was meditating. Alya had heard many things about Xull'rae over the two months since her return to the Tower. She had special inhuman abilites, she was not to be trusted, she was evil and bring down the tower, she was Vhaeraun's favored, and that had bore him a godling child. Some Alya knew were true but others warranted more investigation.

She saw servants leave the prayer room unhurried, followed by Rizzen. It was odd for him to be there, he was usually out patrolling by now. He grinned when he saw Alya and headed straight for her.

Rizzen shrugged an gave his famous lopsided grin. "Alakas after you again?" He shook his head and continued before she could affirm the guess. "You know he chases you, like you do Xull'rae. You struck me as the 'I want a man type'." He shrugged again. "Your girlfriend is in the main chapel. She doesn't want to be disturbed though, so best tread lightly."

Rizzen popped her rear end hard as he passed her by that was followed by a merry laugh. He was often too free with speaking, but that never stopped him from playing around. Despite his good natired antics he did serve her a warning.

Who knew the mind of Rizzen? He was long gone now, but that was another rumor circulating the temple: Xull'rae's relationship was more than professional with Rizzen.

With her earrings safe. Alya approached the prayer room. She was distracted by a comely male, walking back and forth. He was talking to himself nervously. All Alya could make out of his mumbling was Xull'rae's name.

The man was very clean, to the point that he looked polished. His dark skin seemed to radiate and every now and then, black swirls whisped off of him. Long white hair was pulled back and held in place by three metal clasps of remarkable craftmenship. His clothes were exquisite, made with silk and velvet. They were brightly colored; light blue robes trimmed in silver silk. He looked like a wizard, not a priest.

He turned toward her startled and blushed furiously. Alya saw his eyes. The silk trim made them shine with brillance, for they were the color of molten silver.

Xull'rae's amber eyes slowly opened after hearing the loud clattering of coins echoing across the chamber. The light iluminated them beautifully and the reflection of the flames flickered in her pupils.

She said nothing to Alya at the moment and Nadal was ignored. Her focus was directly set upon Nathvas. Her face was still serene as she addressed him. "Isn't that delightful. So what do you want, praise?" Her face immediately darkened. Nadal watched even though he felt like shrinking away from that look. "Get up off the fucking floor before I set fire to your robes," said Xull'rae ominously to Nathvas.

"Do not be half assed. You come in here full of pride. Interrupt my mediation and then bow like a sniviling servant just to tell me that you opened a door that could take Vorn two days to decipher?"

The reprimand came hard and fast. "I let you do many things a half drow is usually not allowed too and yet you disappoint me. First, you are a wizard, it seems silly to me that I have to school you in this profession. Why could you not politely relay the message through a spell? Instead you come to me me bowing after you made a racket. If you want respect from others then you have to show them you are worthy of it. Do not have arrogance and then try to smother it in a submissive gesture. You start with something, you finish it. Backing down before it becomes life threatening shows you have no courage to back up anything. You try too hard to stay away from danger and be on everyone's good side. You'll die faster that way. I've never asked you to kneel. You are part of this temple and a part of my team. Stop worrying what others think and worry about what's important to you."

She stood then and the black silk fell away as she bent, naked, to assist Nathvas in standing. "Do what feels right but also learn to know what others feel when you work with them. Don't interrupt my mediatation time again unleess it is life altering for me or my duties."

Nadal still sat. His face was studious and Xull'rae gave him a fond smile which caused Nadal to beam from her attention that did not falter when Xull'rae nodded to him. She had approved his reaction and approved his smile. His lesson was passed for the day. He had successfully read body language right. Kept silent to listen and observe instead of speaking and assuming what she wanted and had the patience for her to make the first move and then reacted swifted once she did. However he had not been dismissed but he did stand up. He even boldly checked Xull'rae out while her attention shifted to Alya.

"I'm done now. Hopefully you were listening Alya," Xull'rae said. "Dinner I'll pass and your project, but I am up for conversation and breakfast. You are all welcome at the inn, see you there."

Nadal gave a flawess half bow and gracefully made his way out, only to stumble and recover quickly when Xull'rae served him a quick hard kick to his behind.