Keystone sighed heavily and quickly reviewed his options. Advocating for a mage-shaped block of stone seemed a touch pointless at this juncture. Almost as pointless as hauling a mage-shaped block of stone back through a populated area in the middle of the night. It seemed a good enough time to let the bonds of contractual obligation lapse and go with the flow of events laid out before him. 

Erepar, tired though he was, sprang to action and began shoving two very large persons toward the door, seemingly without regard to personal safety. Seemed a good flow to go with. It was quite possible that this was a ruse, but after the evening he'd had, honestly, it was time to call it a night. Or very near to. 

Just prior to submitting to the wizard's choice of direction, Keystone held up a finger and quickly bent down to retrieve Reverin's ring, as Erepar had very wisely suggested earlier. Then hauled himself and his new shiny toward the door.  

So yes, with minimum fuss, Keystone exited the building. He glanced back at Raa, shook his head slightly, and politely inquired, "Get that wand, did you? Mayhaps we can find further information about this tawdry mess back at his place like what you suggested earlier?" 

He stared blankly into the night, listening to crickets (and whatever else may be lurking) as he walked from the chapel. "Hell of a night, eh?"