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[center][h3]--Osprey - Holy Grounds--[/h3][/center]
Luckily, the High Caretaker didn't take offense to any of the 'abominations' treading upon his goddess' sacred grounds, either through compassion or disinterest, it mattered not, the party couldn't afford another fight right now, especially not against the chosen of a deity. 

Just after Eve finished explaining what she knew, she heard her name being called, prompting the Pseudolon to turn her gaze at the tallest Skaeler among them. She blinked once, getting a good look at the spy's profile before simply concluding, [color=d3d3d3][b]"What Eliane said."[/b][/color] Though she wished she could do more, her expertise was more along the lines of causing rather than reversing harm. [color=d3d3d3][b]"You can also use our potions."[/b][/color] There we go, that should be good enough.

Upon Galahad's suggestion, the party - plus Cid - entered the temple grounds proper. Eve's crimson irises reflected the divine opulence on display. It'd be such a shame if Valheim and their False Odin followed them here, she sincerely hoped her assumptions about Cid's divine-ordained powers weren't too far off.

The Faux Bahamut sat down seiza-style across the High Caretaker then lent her earless ears to everything he had to say, every single piece of information about the Blight, Valheim, and how they were all connected, vindicating her animosity toward her so-called creators. By the end of it, instead of burning rage, Eve felt... relief, the tranquil serenity of discovering that the Kirins' cause was truly righteous. All of those people she had killed, the suffering and death she had inflicted, those were all against individuals serving true [i]evil[/i]. Whatever Rudolf hosted only felt wrong and eldritch, but Valheim... they were worse than the Blight and it's their moral-bound duty to rid the world of their taint.

[color=d3d3d3][b]"I can tell you at least one, High Caretaker,"[/b][/color] Eve spoke up as she used a hand to gesture at herself, at her unsollanic features on an otherwise Sollan girl, [color=d3d3d3][b]"Among other crimes against nature, they must have used Etro's divine essence to acquire the Primals' as well, then they exploited these ill-gotten gains to make my kind. I was created using Bahamut's, the creature we just fought was likely spawned using Odin's, but I know for certain that there are more out there; corruptions of the world's divine pantheon, wielded like warhounds... how utterly revolting."[/b][/color]

Sighing harshly, Eve gritted her teeth, [color=d3d3d3][b]"So, please, High Caretaker, tell me-... [i]us[/i] how to end this, all of this, for good!"[/b][/color]