Looking to Kaleeth, Fendros smiled and gestured for the pack to proceed through the open doors of the temple. The inside was surprisingly cavernous and echoing. A few people milled about, but not for many other reasons except to see the statue. And what a statue it was. Made of stone, the great dragon stood near the far edge of the temple, curling upright as if to be reeling, its wings spread either side of itself, but not extended as that would exceed the breadth of the temple. Fendros estimated it to be at least ten or fifteen times taller than him. Where the wings were level with the walls, it was clear that the building materials were different. It seemed that the roof had been broken at some point and was rebuilt to encase the statue, perhaps higher from the ground than they had been originally. Around the statue were bollards that held up a chain ringing the statue, so the pack couldn't get right up close, but its majesty was present for all to see.

"If that were alive, Kaleeth-Rei, that would be a dragon," Fendros explained, pointing to the statue as if jokingly assuming that it was not clear, "I don't know much else about them, except that Akatosh is one, and that they breathe fire."

Now it was Sabine's turn to stand agape. She had never even heard of the events that transpired in the temple, much less seen a dragon before. It was the largest statue she had ever seen. Janius stood in silent reverence, but it was not the first he had seen of the avatar of Akatosh's statue.