She was of a different faith than her own. While Raven worshipped a goddess of the moon, a common god worshipped throughout the lands, she worshipped someone different. Who seemingly clashed with that seemingly calm and peaceful goddess. But she would not discriminate, however much she wanted to convert this nonbeliever. Her traits granted by her goddess could be proven useful."I myself am a priestess. I worship the Daedric Goddess Mephala, the Webspinner. She is very much different than your goddess Azarartha..." She said, standing up. Her indigo eyes met the silver ones of the Mystic.
"But regardless of our differing faiths; I will accept you. Naturalists can and will be helpful in the long run. But, this Jarl of yours..." She said, wondering who would be brash enough to call themselves Jarl without a pack. "Would he be willing to join too?"
