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[row][cell][sub]Location: Aelios Temple[/sub][/cell][/row][/table]Flynn sat leaning forward, his elbows resting on his knees, hands clasped together as he stared into the eternal flame, lost in thought while the soft crackle of the fire filled the air. The flickering light danced across his face as he contemplated his responsibilities. At the sound of a nearby door creaking open, he was pulled from his thoughts. His gaze lifted as Tia entered the temple, her silhouette framed by the warm glow of Aelios’ flame. Two blonde women followed close behind her, both unfamiliar to him.

Tia seemed to freeze in place, obviously shocked by his sudden presence. Another woman snapped to attention the moment she laid eyes on him, wearing the recognizable armor of Aelios' Champions. It seemed Tia had received some reinforcements to help her tend to the temple and keep her safe here, which was a relief. 

The second unfamiliar woman, however, seemed to shrink back, trying her best to blend into Tia’s shadow. Flynn's eyes narrowed slightly as he took in the horns protruding from behind Tia’s blonde hair and a swaying tail behind them. A Blightborn. He made a mental note of another new blight-born arrival in town—one he'd need to interview in due time. Strangely, she wore priestess robes. Had Tia lent her a spare set? Flynn’s brow furrowed as his gaze lingered on the Blightborn woman, who seemed too terrified to meet his eyes. 

An awkward silence filled the temple, none of them speaking a word for a few heartbeats. His father would have stood in rigid silence with glaring eyes, demanding formalities until those who entered bowed to him first. Instead, Flynn sighed inwardly and rose from his seat. He gave them each a respectful nod, bowing his head to the three women, a gesture of greeting that was not required of him but felt more natural.

[color=337d71]“Good afternoon, ladies.”[/color] he greeted, his voice warm but formal. His eyes briefly passed to the Champion of Aelios, whose stance spoke of her strict discipline. [color=337d71]“At ease, Champion.”[/color]

Then his gaze shifted toward the one hiding behind Tia. Flynn tried to catch a glimpse of her face, but it remained buried in Tia’s shoulder, her tail twitching with nerves. The way she hid reminded him of his youngest sister, shy and timid Lilliana who dearly loved her eldest brother. It pulled at his heartstrings, and he felt the urge to reassure her, to tell her she was safe here and that he held no judgment against her. [color=337d71]“Welcome to Dawnhaven, both of you.”[/color] he simply offered instead, a faint smile reaching his lips. 

Shifting his focus back to Tia, he hesitated, studying her familiar face. She still seemed surprised by his presence, as though she were bracing for impact. Did she already know why he was here? Had she expected him to confront her about the blight and had hoped to avoid it? He wondered how she was getting this information—or, more importantly, who was feeding it to her.

[color=337d71]“Might I have a word with you, Priestess?”[/color] he asked, his gaze flicking toward the corridor that led to the private rooms, his head subtly tilting in that direction. [color=337d71]“In private?”[/color] He added, meeting Tia’s eyes again, his expression not betraying any sort of emotion as he waited on her response.

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[Sub][b]Interactions:[/b] Tia [@c3p-0h] Dyna, Ranni [@Queen Arya][/sub]