Everything could be so much better though. All these lives, all these souls could be walking that burning staircase to Illumin. All she needed was that. If only that ball of fire could come down and burn away the sin, the blaspheme, the heresy that hides in each of the people in this land. Tempris grew a wicked smile. To see the land on fire, fueled by the evils of the world. It would bring everyone true happiness. Being engulfed in the source of all heat, light, love. The land would would be truly loved by Illumin. Tempris began to giggle with excitement of all her thoughts.
Tempris was wearing a red dress with gold highlights. A gold symbol of Illumin was etch onto the back of her dress while golden frills spiraled around her to the bottom of her skirt which fell just below her knees. At the bottom of her skirt was the same golden frills which added another inch to the dresses length. It was one of Tempris's many battle dresses that allowed her to look good and purge heretics. On her head was her reliable red veil. It came down to her shoulders and hid most of her blonde hair. A golden cloth covered Tempris's forehead.