Sacred Flames

Isla This Won't Hurt a Bit Of all the things Isla expected to find within the Sanctuary, a temple like this wasn't one of them. She had given the place a little exploration, coming across an infirmary and... something in the cellar that looked like it didn't belong in a temple (unless the cellars of sacred buildings often stank of stale booze), but she hadn't yet given this place its due credit. Her feet whispered across the floors, even that small sound seeming simultaneously too small and too loud in the vast space; it echoed into the archways above. Isla glanced upwards, as if to catch the noise disappearing, and finally moved towards one of the torches lit upon the walls to warm her fingers. To go from the infirmary back in Northaven to this... who would have thought it?