Amidst the smoking debris of now ruined arachnid bot a figure fell directly down from the darkness sky making a metallic thud. Arising almost dramatically atop the scrap heap was a nude man. Or rather partially nude as he was conveniently censoring the mysterious regions of where his pants would be with a hat. With a subtle flapping a set of fold clothes came falling right to an outstretched hand followed by a large dust plume. Meanwhile the priestess amidst the ruined center could help but blush while feeling a certain part of her brain burn out at attempting to process this.

Soon forth the remaining guards of the city led the brave warriors to the temple and to the priestess. Amidst this small courtyard did she meet them saying, "On behalf of the temple I thank you all, however there is something much more important to discuss. Come follow me here." Leading them through an area of pillars and then to a small box like structure of stone and precious metal that lead way to this catacomb. Inside it had frescoes and all sorts of iconography and decorations.