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[Guenivere Aberneathy]

Her head was bowed, her eyes closed, her hands steepled and on the back of the pew before her. She was on her knees, long, lean legs beneath her body. The rain was pounding on the roof of the church as Guenivere Aberneathy prayed, asking for help, for guidance. After a moment she lifted her eyes to look at the crucifix mounted on the wall and pushed her dirty blonde curls from her face. She moved to her feet, straightening her long coat and her weapons belt before reaching to the pew beside her and grasping her black fedora hat. As she reached the door, she placed it on her head and headed into the torrent outside.

Her heels clicked in a rhythmical pattern over the cobblestones while her head was bowed so the brim of her hat could keep the rain off of her face. It took only moments for her to be soaked to the skin and she darted beneath the cover of a small shop, warming for only a moment before darting back into the torrent.

[Velkan Valerious]

Velkan was out hunting and he was sorked from the rain. He was use to the rain as it normaly dose rain a lot here. He had his weapons around him and on his back as well. Velkan was riding his horse as the horse was walking the chruch. When he saw a figure standing out in the torrent. Well, he then make his horse go back that way as he got close, then stopping the horse as he got off the horse's back. Velkan went walking up to the torrent and then saw it was a lady there.

[Guenivere Aberneathy]

Just at the end of the square, a large black Friesian stallion was tied, waiting for her. She moved to the side of the horse, lifting the stirrup on the saddle for a moment to check and make sure the saddle was still tight. She then pulled the stirrup back down, untied the horse and pulled the reins back over his neck. With grace and elegance showing years on horseback, she lifted her foot the extreme distance to the stirrup, then pulled herself up.

She settled herself in the saddle, taking the reins in hand and went to turn the horse when she saw something out of the corner of her eyes. Only then did she realize that there was someone else in the square. One hand moved to grasp her pistol, but she did not draw it. She did not speak, simply looked at the man.