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Someone calls, summoning her.

Asvoria makes haste, finding two upon their borders. One familiar, one not.

Solveig, The high priestess greets first in their natal tongue, gaze slowly shifting to they who waited at her side. 

I welcome you, She offers warmly, tail flicking. I am Asvoria, high priestess of Hljóðrfell.

Now she waits to hear from them. Are they a potential recruit, or indefinitely one?