[ It’s a rare thing to see Pyrrha bend her knee for a blessing but she hardly considers herself beyond it. She’s skilled, yes, but hardly the goddess of victory people prescribe her to be. Goodwitch had recommended offering a prayer to one of the great fairies and, never one to dismiss the wisdom of her betters, Pyrrha had made the day-long pilgrimage. The sky had been barely dawning when she had set out; arriving, the sun retreats to mark the achievement.
She’ll likely have to stay the night in the shrine or at one of the lodges nearby.
For now, though, Pyrrha is abeyant. Her hands are clasped behind her back, head bowed. ]
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[ It’s a rare thing to see Pyrrha bend her knee for a blessing but she hardly considers herself beyond it. She’s skilled, yes, but hardly the goddess of victory people prescribe her to be. Goodwitch had recommended offering a prayer to one of the great fairies and, never one to dismiss the wisdom of her betters, Pyrrha had made the day-long pilgrimage. The sky had been barely dawning when she had set out; arriving, the sun retreats to mark the achievement.
She’ll likely have to stay the night in the shrine or at one of the lodges nearby.
For now, though, Pyrrha is abeyant. Her hands are clasped behind her back, head bowed. ]
I came to ask for your blessing.