Gyrfalcon's Keep window

The acceptance was greeted with a soft smile.

Asvoria then waved her tail gently, beckoning the woman to walk alongside her. Should she fumble, the priestess would not be far to aid.

You will not be pushed to decide yet, but there are many roles we offer, both within the temple and not. When you are ready to speak of them, we may. But not yet. It was too soon. This woman needed more time.

Further into the keep, she led them, occasionally sparing a glance to be sure the woman was still with her. 

Ah, but— Suddenly, she'd realized something. I do not even know of your name. Please, tell it to me.. and I shall tell you mine.