((Character development time! Anyone can join this, as long as they don't mind somewhat limited replies until the weekend. If you know what the title is from, then you are one awesome person. My hint is this: diary.
So... yeah. This isn't that great of a post... Sorry, just try to work with it, if you can. Thanks to anyone who joins.))
Guinevere walked at a steady pace towards the door. The climb up here had been terrifying. The whole time anything could have happened. An avalanche could have started, something could have attacked her, she could have fallen off those steps, or she could have frozen to death. Maybe not the last one, seeing as she was wearing several layers of clothing along with a heavy coat, but... Well, you never knew. It was only natural for Guinevere to be frightened by humans, being a Sullied Kuhna, but the rest was all her. All those possibilities of what could happen would rush into her head, and she couldn't get rid of the ideas.
The doors, for example, could do anything. That black stone around them looked suspicious enough. Who knew, it could be something evil. This could be the day that the black stone melted into some sort of acidic substance and destroyed the shrine- or maybe even all of Evelon.
As the girl opened the door; shuddering a bit as her horrible human hand came into view, hidden beneath her mitten but still there; she felt wave of heat come over her. It was enjoyable at first, like most things, but slowly that feeling of dread came. This heat came from candles. What if someone knocked over one of those candles? What if those big heavy doors wouldn't open when they tried to escape the consequential fire, and they all burned to death?
These fears were the reason she was here. She could find a Hunter here: a big, crystalline protector. If any of the things she was so afraid of actually happened, then her new companion would save her from it. First, though, she had to get through the shrine and locate the creature.