[center][color=92278f]Vivian[/color][/center]

    Vivian followed Catarina right into the shop. There was a peculiar man running it and he was partially blind it would seem. His wares consisted of what you would find in a mage's shop. He brought forth a case which had a couple potions and scrolls inside and she decided to take a look. Wouldn't hurt after all. She saw a few potions that caught her interest. After all they where what she came here for. They were mostly potions of cure minor wounds. It would help her in  the long run and not require Catarina to protect her the whole time. She knew she was going to get hurt during this trip. What she did notice though where two potions with a very familiar liquid in it. It made her a little nervous though seeing as she knew what they were. Every drow does because it was the drow that make them. Drow knock out poison. If this man made it himself then someone taught him or gave him the know how. She must not have been the only drow in this part of the world and that worried her. She swallowed her fear and just took out her gold for the potions and saw a potion satchel. It made carrying the things much easier. It was quite fashionable as well. She pulled forth a couple more gold to pay for it as well. "[color=92278f]"This will be it from me at the moment. Hopefully I make it back in one piece. Well at least all  the important bits anyways."[/color] She commented. Once the items were all paid for, costing her a total 30 total. She looked over to Catarina. [color=92278f]"Shall we get going?"[/color] 

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[center][color=0072bc]Alexander[/color][/center]

    Alex nodded to the cleric. [color=0072bc]"Thank you that will help a lot."[/color] He responded. The tension of the heat he felt quickly faded as he stood  there and he just smirked. It is amazing how magic works. The ability to change your surrounds or give yourself a barrier against the elements. He never had a interest in learning though. His only weapon was his bastard sword. It was all he ever needed in the battles he fought. He then looked towards their next destination. With what they got it was time to head for the stables. As he moved towards them he noticed the barbarian fellow and... is  that a halfling? Huh they are everywhere it would seem. He shrugged as he headed over. Perhaps a new member of the party I suppose. What the halfling was preparing though was pretty clever. Then again most of the kind where. He never meet a halfling before that didn't put his brain to use. Most of them where thieves though so when you saw one you kept your gold out of reach. 

 At least with the wagon... they could possibly loot the temple while they were there too. I mean the place couldn't have just housed the chalice but other valuables as well.

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[color=f7976a]The Library[/color]

    What was found in the books would be very useful. The history of Saphire and the temple were actually connected. When the fate of the temple was created from a horrid sandstorm that nearly burried it the survivors that got out made the home on the coast. Right where Saphire was. With their magic and the help of a few unsavory locals. Mostly the lizardfolk that neighbored it. Saphire was formed. The true question that the book failed to answer though was whether or not the remnants of Nerul's clergy still had influence over the city or not. It would explain however the guilds tough grip on the city though.

          As for geography, the book also told of the temples run in with the other locals that where not so friendly. The desert orc tribes. The priests held their own against the orcs however due to their undead guardians. Which did consist of ones made of stone. Research was also conducted of golems there as well. Whether or not they were successful in creating one was also not made clear.