"Inaaya el-Ansari!" called a voice.  It echoed through the halls of the temple.

Inaaya hurried over to the voice, she knew better than to keep them waiting.

Sister Nasheen was there.

"Sister Inaaya, there is danger rising in the land," she said.  "One well-suited to your skills."

Inaaya bowed to her superior.

"Yes, Moth-Sister Nasheen, what is this task you have for me?"

Nasheen chuckled a little bit at Inaaya's slip, but didn't call attention to it.

"The Wasps," she said.  "Their numbers are rising in a way that may be tied to prophecy.  Regardless of the Prophecy, they are becoming a threat, and need to be investigated, at the very least."

"As you command," Inaaya said.

"Do you want assistance sent with you, Sister?" said Nasheen.  "This could be dangerous."

"I can deal with it myself, sister," Inaaya said.

"It's still dangerous to go alone," she said.  "What about a vehicle?"

"That couldn't hurt," Inaaya said.