A woman slowly crosses over the threshold of the dilapidated, but loved quarters of the Cleric's Guild in Ratha, seeking an altar to perform her rituals. She wanders up to the study then back down, then out into the gardens to speak with Kor'yvyn. As she walks down the path to the guild leader's retreat, something catches her eye. She approaches it, curious to see an arch nearly hidden among the foliage. Because cats are curious and she worships one, she steps through to see ...

[Tamsine's Shrine, Secluded Arbor]
The stillness in the arbor is sometimes unsettling as very little light filters through to the darkened path. Owls hoot on distant perches and you hear an occasional rustling of branches coming from above.

"Oh," she gasps, turning in a circle in the small arbor. She closes her eyes and, despite the lack of an altar to make sacrifices to, feels closer to her goddess. With shaking hands, she pulls out her prayer tapestry and makes proper offerings to her lady before sitting back on her haunches. She breathes in the still, breaths out calm. Then, she gets back to her feet, brushes the dirt off her clothes, rolls up her tapestry, then rushes off to beg an audience with Kor'yvyn to see if an altar can be placed in this quiet, peaceful space.