Change of Perception (Closed RP)

Laufeia's approach to the temple of the Solari was watched carefully by a small element of guards, their posture so rigid and unmoving that all which differentiated them from statues was the flapping of their capes in the wind. Laufeia would feel that she would be carefully analyzed by eyes underneath each helmet, taking note of what she carried and where she might hide weapons. The moment she stopped, one of the guards called out toward her.
"Your name and business at the Temple of the Solari upon Mount Targon." was what she requested, or demanded, tone of voice taken into account. Then again, how else would one of Rakkor birth be expected to speak in such a situation? Silence followed, the ambient sounds of the mountain seemingly increasing in volume as Laufeia's answer was awaited.

The woman nodded, a simple affirmation that she had heard what Laufeia had said. She raised an armored gauntlet and slammed the back of it into the giant bronze door beside her three times. The echoing sound of metal bashing against metal had only just subsided when the door cracked open slightly. The guard turned her head toward the opening, and then held brief discourse with someone on the other side, speaking in a language that would have been alien to Laufeia. With that, the door slid shut, and all was silent once more.

After several minutes, the door opened again, and a man dressed in armor identical to all the figures on the outside emerged, and gestured to Laufeia.
"The Avatar of the Sun will see you now. Follow me.". The man would start off into the temple with Laufeia in tow, the rather imposing complexity of the network of hallways nothing to him, one who was clearly very familiar with the place. The man would open a bronze double door into a courtyard, the center of the courtyard largely being composed of sand, with several practice dummies and armored figures going through combat drills by them. In a shaded area of the courtyard, Leona sat, clad in her usual armor with her sword sheathed at her waist and shield on her back, obviously having just finished drilling, judging by the volume of sweat rolling down her face.

Leona was drinking from a waterskin when she noticed Laufeia's entry, escorted by the armored man. She rose to her feet and spoke briefly to the man who had brought Laufeia to her, in the same foreign language Laufeia had heard before at the entrance. The man pressed his right fist to his chest, a gesture mirrored by Leona, before leaving the two alone. Leona then moved her golden eyes to rest on Laufeia. Her appearance was enough for Leona to judge that travelling all the way from Ionia was as difficult as she would believe it to be. She thrust the waterskin which she held into Laufeia's hands.
"You look as if you need it more than I.". A simple gesture of kindness, as to the point and practical as one would expect from one of Rakkor birth.