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The crunching of booted feet on snow would become faintly audible as the battle progressed, an early sign of an approach. Before long Sylvire would come into view on the mountain path leading up to the temple, heavy cloak wrapped around her as protection against the wind and cold, a light dusting of snow covering it. She lowered her hood as she first spotted Rynhart and Parlina at the edge of the rocky outcrop on which Taima and Kento sparred, allowing her hair to blow free.

Using her staff to aid her approach, the sorceress made her way over to the group, calling out as she did so, "Hail!"

The sorceress was not familiar with those assembled here, barring Taima, though she had met Parlina once before. "I hope I find you all well."

Sylvire inclined her head to the group. "I am Sylvire Nasazura, to those of you who have not met me previously. I am sure that Taima has mentioned me before." she said, "I have come on Taima's recommendation to meet with the one named Kento."

Sylvire looked to Kento himself, "Which, I assume, is you?" she queried - the only other male present being, after all, an elf (at least in appearance) as opposed to human. "But before we skip straight to there, I would like to acquaint myself with all of you. A general is no use if she does not know her allies."