It's only been in recent days that Rita's been willing to venture deeper in the cities of the Summerlands. She's suspicious of the fae, and while she's been given good reasons to relax and tolerate them, it's difficult to shake a first impression like the one she got in Portland.

Still, now that she knows they aren't hostile, the next step to understanding more about them is going out and meeting them and seeing their homeland, which leads to her wandering into places like this temple, taking in the unfamiliar views and looking to see what it is that people do around here.

She pauses when she hears a familiar voice. The Ringmaster? Rita stops moving, standing still in the shade of a flowering arch. She isn't going out of her way to hide herself, but she doesn't move to announce herself, either.