One night in the chapel, Sarune was praying before the shrine of the gods. She gave her usual prayers, but then added one more. It was an uncommon one that consisted of praying that she be given guidance from the Father, Argoncin. She wholly expected guidance, but knew that it could be a while before she received in and it may be a bit confusing at first.

As she rose her head after her prayers, she looked to the large windows above the shrine. Moon beams were shining brighter than usual and casting a shadow over the far end of the cathedral. Sarune stood and turned. Before her was the large double doors slightly ajar. The moon beams cut out an exit for her. While most would see it as a natural occurrence, it was something completely different to this woman.

"Have you received what you were looking for, young maiden?" The old priest stood at one of the side doors with a stack of freshly cleaned plates.

Sarune kept her gaze to the door. She smiled, saying, "You are eager, Father." She stepped down from the stage and began to take off the symbol of the gods that had been given to her.

"No. You leave here as you are. Go on and do as you were guided to, dear Sarune. You're a grown woman now." As usual, the old man didn't expect anything in return for his help. Sarune was like a daughter to him and would see helping her as an obligatory duty.

Sarune left the large room to gather the few belongings she had. Once finished, she went back to find the priest. "The gods mustn't wait for me. I will be on my way now." She gave him a hug and she left. Sarune isn't much for goodbyes.

Sarune left town that night and was on her way to the next. In her mind, Argoncin had instructed her to spread the word of the gods. She would do as she was guided and would fulfill her duties to the best of her ability. That is, until she could no longer fulfill those duties. In her mind, the gods' teachings were law and they will be carried out as is necessary.

As she walked, Sarune felt a presence around her. There were caravans in the distance and the moonlight gave enough light to see well, but she felt as if there was something unseen watching. She quickened her pace and made note of the location of the bident her father had given her. She continued to walk, but the presence stayed. She would be safe under the eyes of the gods, but her confidence in herself drifted because of this uneasy feeling.

After a while, she looked behind her. Sure enough, there were cloaked figures following her in the dark. She whipped herself around to face them.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Her voice showed little faltering for she was under the eyes of the gods. The figures continued, but as they got closer, a symbol of a cross began to glow a bright orange-red next to them.

Sarune knew what this meant and what they had in mind. She unstrapped her bident and extended it. "My gods smile down on me this night. You have little to be hopeful for." They continued and she held her ground. As soon as they were within a few meters, she positioned herself and lunged. This easily caught one off guard as Sarune had never shown intentions of hurting another being. They stepped back and fell over from the wound and Sarune looked to the one with the glowing cross. This one had stopped and was gazing at her. They mouthed words that she could not understand. Before she realized there was someone behind her, Sarune was restrained from behind.

She was thrown down to her knees and she looked down for a quick prayer. The one that had hold of her wrists spoke, they were a woman. "Where are your gods now, 'maiden'? You're alone. You always have been."

Sarune turned her gaze to the sky and, at that moment, her memory became blurred. Next she knew, she was bathed in a bright, shining light like a bolt of lightning. After she regained full consciousness, she was standing with her bident holding her restrainer down to the ground by the neck. They pleaded, "You don't have to do this. We just wanted to turn you to the light of the one, true God."

Thunder boomed in the distance as it began to rain. Sarune kept her eyes on the woman and dug the bident further into the ground. It began to crush the woman's neck and, after several moments, the woman went limp. Sarune retracted her bident and went to work burning the bodies. It was difficult and took hours, but she eventually found herself sitting in front of the fire drying off from the rain that had given up. She sat there fending off sleep when she heard a young woman's voice from her side.

"Hello, miss. Do you know the way to the chapel?" This girl was very young, probably not even out of her teen years yet. She was carrying a bright symbol of the gods around her neck like a badge.

It became clear to Sarune. She smiled, "Yes, just minutes down the road, turn to the east and head up the hill." The girl thanked her and headed on her way. Sarune watched her go down the road she went down before she was attacked. Sarune stood and looked to the dawning sun that was barely peeking over the distant horizons. "I am proud to be in your service, Father. Thank you for allowing me to defend the faithful ones, Mother."

Sarune understood now that her guidance was not only to spread the word, but also to defend those who were looked down upon for their faith. She was to be a protector. She was a servant of the gods and they had given her an honorable position. She would uphold this until she could no longer move, for this was the guidance she had received.

Sarune had become a traveling priestess. She would fulfill her duties given by her gods and she would behave like the proper priestess she is, for she knows that Yhannason told her to do so. While she worships all of the gods equally, Argoncin and Yhannason hold special places in her heart. Her second set of parents and her guidance. Sarune knows that wherever she goes, her Mother and Father will be looking down to keep her safe in all times of need. Through thick and thin, no matter the circumstances, Sarune will smother all of those who wish to turn her away from the path of righteousness.