Sayuri yawns as the oracle light flares behind her as she sits on the steps to the temple waiting for the chosen, "I can finally start my job soon. I wonder what kind of person the chosen is... hopefully nicer then my last couple charges. One i would've killed had I not been paid otherwise..." she shakes her head, "Enough of the past time to live in the present. Let me double check my contract for the 13th time..." pulling out a book she turns to the most recent written page, "'The mercenary Sayuri is to accompany and protect the charge of the Chosen of Martel until she completes her journey to the Tower of Salvation. She will receive 1,000,000 Gald up front and upon Completion of the contract she will receive an additional 1,000,000 Gald to be paid by the Church.' Ah the church may be full of jerks but the certainly pay well."

Smiling she puts the book back and stands up. Stretching she notices someone coming up the path with some sort of animal at his side. Wearily she puts her hand on her sword and turns to the side looking at the stranger. As he gets closer she asks, "Who might you be sir? I was told the Chosen was a girl and would be accompanied by two others. You wouldn't happen to be a Desian here to stop the Chosen would you?"