A faint whisper.
It echoed within Rey's mind, almost like a suggestion. The voice told Rey to kneel, and he found himself obeying in no time at all.
As Rey saw the eyes of the statue shine brightly, with markings of blue and white covering its pristine body, he felt the presence of an entity.
Was this The Oracle? Was it not? He had absolutely no clue.
All he knew was that this being, whatever they were, was great enough to cause his body and mind to shiver. The strong and sweet aroma that suddenly filled the air caused him to swallow his fast-forming saliva, and he could sense an allure of something unseen.
Then, the very same voice came to him once again.
~Bring the Half Elf in your company with you for your next visit, and an audience shall be granted of you.~
Rey's eyes widened as he heard this in his thoughts. There was nothing more stated, and despite the many questions that appeared in his mind as a result of the instruction he had just received, he remained quiet.
