[color=bc8dbf][b][h2][centre]Lord and Lady Coswain[/centre][/h2][/b][/color]
[color=bc8dbf][b][h3][centre]Temple of Lunaris to town[/centre][/h3][/b][/color]

[color=bc8dbf][b][centre]Lady under the moon[/centre][/b][/color]

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Persephone knew when she was not welcome and that feeling was heavy as she stood, her intervention had been far from diplomatic but she was also in the harder line of faith, her belief was fairly strict and she did not believe that outsiders should be trespassing on holy ground. 

She had been raised and brought up close to capital where the faith was far less bending and flexible. Her training and survival under the current king had also shaped her view and she had a cold anger at the guards regardless of being invited. She however was smart enough to turn that into internal anger and switched to parade ground sharp and the kind of clipped movement that was for formal court.  

[color=bc8dbf]“I shall take my leave, may the moon bless you all, when the night is darkest, the moon is brightest. 

Seluna guides us all to the light. The lady knows us all, and guides us with her hand.”[/color]She said formally and devoutly before she retrieved her cloak that had fallen away and turned with a sharp tap as she stood. It gave away that she was from the capital but that was obvious. Her status and eventually family name gave that all away, granted they had not asked her family name yet. 

[color=bc8dbf]“Il settle the blanket with Sya Priestess, keep warm and safe.”[/color] She said that part more softly as she left and turned to leave her sword and uniform had the insignia visible of her house, well the sword was a gift from her husband, he wanted her to have the best protection available and this one suited her well. 

She turned and left pushing through the doors and heading into the winter chill, pulling her furs tighter and reaching to strike her horses neck. “Easy, easy… “ she said softly to the large mount as she chose her next steps. She still had a role, there was missing nobles.. people..blight, if all this was cured and things ended there would be much land and power that Was.. missing. Power varies were never good and she had a few… curious people in this town. Her life would not be boring but she really did need to find something to keep busy…

[color=bc8dbf]“Come om, we're going now.”[/color] She mounted her horse with a flair and a light tap to the flanks she was off, circling and testing her reigns before she confidently pulled and turned back towards the town but chose a wider route. 

She let out horse and riders stress as she turned and quickly moved down the straight jumping a crate with a satisfying thud as a full war horse Heavy horn shod hooves landed and resumed at pace. This was why she loved this breed, hard to handle and earn its respect but once you had, they worked like you and it was but one being. Her control was perfect and she had no fear commanding with the smallest touches and pulls. 

she deftly steered, slowed and made her way to the town centre, she felt better for that would have to see if guard had a track…. Or areas to exercise their mounts.  

Persephone with a gentle tug pulled her mount to a halt, people wrongly thought such large animals needed a heavy hand.[color=bc8dbf] “Would you know a local dressmaker?” [/color]She asked as she patted the Horse's neck to keep it calm and relaxed. [color=bc8dbf]“Relax Agmar, relax.”[/color] She said more firmly atop her large black mount.