The sounds of the mob echoed in the night, waking Issara from her restless sleep. The flames of the torches and the screams of the dying sent her to her knees in prayer, she gloried in the hand of her radiant Goddess as the she heard the sound of the castle gates falling. She was at peace when the door to her room broke open, soon she would be at Milani's side...
-Issara, Three Rivers High Priestess and Adventurer