Sun Mote Copse yellow ranger

Ragna smiled softly, sweetly, at Eshamun's words. You have been so good to me, she offered as an explanation. For a moment she basked in the glow of the moment, but this came to an end. Like thunder, fear struck her. The great fear that in joining the Malkaria she had picked unwisely, that gods and men alike would look upon her and see only her sins. Was she to be complicit in this sacrifice? Her mouth opened and closed several times, and finally, her voice wavering, came her response. I do not know what to think. I am afraid. It pained her to admit her fear, but she still trusted Eshamun, and who else could she trust with her feelings? She looked upon Eshamun, begging for further explanation.