[color=f49ac2][centre][H2]Daphne[/H2][/centre][/color]
[color=f49ac2][centre][H3]Crime scene[/H3][/centre][/color]
[color=f49ac2][centre][H3]Amazon Action time.[/H3][/centre][/color]

Daphne wanted to protest, she was a guard and was the Prince going to rest Ayel? Of all the silver spoon spineless nobles to his defense? He was going to use a man who turned into a cat as a form of tracking? He was leaving the Auralia sage to …handle a sensitive  Lunarian matter?

She glared at Idea of taking the body back to the sage's tower for study, it would be an outrage, and an insult to their every custom. She relaxed when the command was given to take it to the temple, there was not much to learn, his head was taken off and whatever it was had some kind of highly effective claws? Maybe…who knew. It had at least 1 powerful offensive weapon naturally. 

That thought kept her sword tight in her hand, she had the short blade resting at her side but could bring it up in a fraction of a second if she needed to, Lord Coswain had trained her well and she was partly so wanting to follow for that exact reason. He needed backup and Ayel was more hazzed and just another liability. 

[color=ec008c]“Of course, we will be safe with me M Lord, I shall do as you command. Take caution and good luck finding your wife.”[/color] Daphne said with a deliberate parade ground flat tone, she was not happy entirely but there was nothing she could do about it. 

The fact they turned and left was a double edge aspect, she was standing alone with Nathanial and Katherine, the poor beheaded Sir Abel below then. The snow still fell gently in rare flakes but much of its force was replaced down to a minor dusting that was even that dying down for now the blizzard had used all its energy. Like the attack and the hunt, the energy had run down for them too. 

[color=ec008c]“Priestess.”[/color]Daphne moved quickly when she saw the woman begin to stumble and fall, quicker than she should be she dropped her sword and looked about with concern and worry etched into her featured and bright purple eyes. [color=ec008c]“Only a little more to go, Nathaniel. Can you move the body while I support the priestess? It's rune locked… we need her help to even open the door.” [/color]Daphne had pulled her so she was not quite so much face lifting into the snow and supported her. 

Her eyes saw the token that had falled and partly unsheathed bearing the name Coswain in golden script and it's finely lacquered scabbard. She reached over and stowed it at her belt, locking the blade back in and sighing. This job had gone… badly to say the least. Oddly it felt right..  that was something for another mind's thoughts as she wore the pair of honour blades. 

For a guard Daphne showed a softer side as she gently cleaned the slow and muck off the Priestess face as best she could and pushed her hair out the way. Adjusting her robe to help keep her warmer, she did best to help the woman. [color=ec008c]“Nathanial,  Can you respect our customs and help us? She is too cold, we need to get to the Moon Temple. I do not know why, but i feel that is way we need to go.”[/color] Daphne voice had a sense of her thoughts, how serious she was thinking thr matter was and her concerns for Selene's representative in the Dawn Haven. 

She was far from a priestess, Daphne was deeply respectful and felt a debt to the temples from her upbringing but she was not trained I'm the secret arts and the skills of the religion. She just had her gut feelings and had to trust them.[color=ec008c] “Call it a feeling, but they kept me alive so far,"[/color] Daphne said as she did her best to look after the woman. 


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