Sacred Flames

Isla this won't hurt a bit Isla held the torch aloft as the flames in it flared suddenly, offering Edy a reproachful smile that didn't seem all that bothered in truth. "That's alright - maybe save the checking for when it isn't in my hand, though? And you know, I considered it but shouting our presence might negate the fun of exploration." In that whatever might have lit the torch would come out and eat greet them before they had a chance to get a real look around. The medic followed after the Launceleyn on careful, quiet feet, and together they headed further into the temple. "I couldn't say what it's all for... there's nothing like it in Northaven or Northwind, I don't think. I read in a few books, though, that places like this were built for people to gather in worship of their gods. Whatever or whoever those gods might be."