(( OOC: Using my NPC clergy in place for my Kagayaki account for this post. ))

The throne room had been closed off to visitors for the past hour as was customary for a cleansing, but truth be told it was making Kagayaki fidgety to not be within its holy walls. All of Suisho no Kyuden was holy of course, but that room was abuzz with energy. Hikari no Michi might have been the most holy place in all of Revaliir, but the throne room itself…There was no other place so ripe with his master’s energy and power. Kosen was somewhere, no doubt bouncing around from visitor to visitor, she was always much more sociable, but Kagayaki? No. Unlike his elemental companion, he preferred solitude or to be in the middle of action. Anything that kept his mind busy.

There were many gasps from small excited children and their eyes lifted skywards. So too did his own, just in time to see an armored someone lower down to the gardens. Other clergy were alert at once, and he watched as they removed their help to reveal a woman with hair shining brighter still from the reflected sun. She was speaking to one of the others, and he watched in silence for about two seconds before standing up from his spot of rest. With each step he went over the various dangers this newcomer could bring in his head. His eyes swirled silver and glowed brighter, watching her with a tilted head before righting it and gently touching the elbow of his comrade. They bowed their head and made themselves absent so that he could talk to her on his own.

“If I heard you right, you said you wanted to speak to him about your purpose, is that right?” There was the lightest Ataiyan accent to his words. Who was she? The way she spoke made him wonder if there was some prior engagement she was here for, but his master hadn’t mentioned anything of the sort. A person arriving via hippogryph wasn’t exactly something you forgot to warn others of. Not someone as careful as his master. Nonetheless, she was a guest and he dipped his head politely, though his expression stayed just as impersonal as ever, “My name is Kagayaki, and right now he’s in the middle of a cleansing.” Despite himself there was a nervous flare, one that Naota picked up on immediately from his throne room.

What was his elemental upset about now? He loved the young man dearly, but too often he considered sending him out into the world so that he could soften to it. Presently Naota was finishing up in his throne room; setting the altar back up with gentle waves of his fingers. After a cleansing everything was even sharper to attunement, and he lifted the tail of his vest up and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Everything was safe enough for him to step away now, though he was severely underdressed for what people were used to: wearing only cloth pants and a cotton vest with no shirt. All of it was pristinely white, and the markings that outlined his body were more visible than usual due to so much skin being exposed. After this cleansing they were glowing brightly, as were his eyes.

It took less than ten seconds for him to assess the situation from here, and he instantly appeared in a flash of light next to the pair just as Kagayaki’s head lifted up from its dip. “He’s right you know, but then again it isn’t often we have a visitor make such an entrance.” He offered a warm smile, his eyes bright, wide, and showing more youth than they had in a while. Yes…he enjoyed whenever he got to work personally with his altar. Despite the deity being more than capable, Kagayaki hadn’t stepped away so much as an inch as if this newcomer would run a saber through his master’s throat. Naota picked up on that tension immediately and sent an unseen rush of his own energy into that of his elemental.

“If you’d like, we have stables for your mount to recuperate…”