Strike True

The Fulcrux of Terentia.
The walls of this chamber span out massively, encasing this area in a protective cocoon of cavern.
White marble lines the ground, covering each inch of the cavern floor and rising half-way up the
walls before blending in with the natural texture of the cave. Many pillars rise up in different
areas of the chamber, each column of marble etched with the same symbol: A set of scales crafted
from two criss-crossed swords. A translucent fog of white energy clings close to the ground, rolling
over the marble floor in patches, covering and uncovering various areas of the chamber. A single
pillar appears vaguely translucent and is larger than most in the area. A square column of marble
rises here, surrounded by a glowing white aura of energy.
There are no obvious exits.

Avaris strides across the marble floor with a purposeful gait, the arcing talons of
his huge feet snapping upon the polished surface like blades probing a wall for weakness - and
finding none. Coming to a halt before the shrine, he executes a precise, flawless salute.

Kneeling humbly, you press your palms together before you and close your eyes momentarily as you
pray devoutly to Terentia, the Even Bladed, "[A cool, respectful presence makes itself known with
disciplined courtesy, preceding the choral, layered voice that speaks in an even, measured cadence.]
Greetings, Even Bladed. I will be brief, as You are no doubt busy. I ask for Your guidance in the
matter of Lady Li-Varili, and have a few questions for You, if You are inclined to grant them. If
You prefer, I can send them via letter, so that I do not take up Your time in person. May Your
blades be ever keen, and strike true.".

Avaris dips his head in a brisk nod, turning upon his bladed heel, and making his
way from the Fulcrux.