//I couldn't find a forum thread specifically for the Keep of the Dyad, so if a moderator could move this to that thread if I have overlooked it, please and thankyou.
On one fateful evening, when the grounds of the Mist Camp bustled with people from all walks of life, Marissa, priestess of Hala, walked through the camp. Her white robes flowing with every movement yet there was a rigidity to her stride that wasn't normally seen. After a few short words with familiar faces, she strode into the Keep, her aura flashed and charged with the presence of divine warding. Her hands clenched, knuckles white. She stopped to speak with the Night Mother, softer tones at first, then her voice rising in anger. She moved off again, with purpose and fury in her gait.
A few minutes later, those attending the Keep for their own inscrutable business or lingering outside the Keep would hear the Marissa's usually quiet voice rise in pitch and in deafening volume. It is hard to make out what was said exactly, but it was not kind, forgiving or subject to misinterpretation.
A few minutes pass, and Marissa is seen storming out of the Keep, her form a-wash in powerful spells, hands clenched, power barely constrained below the reins of her self-control. She left the camp with nary a word to Bes'lyth, and was not seen for several days...
