Owyn shrugged, "There ought to be at least one in there.  It depends on how many teams have made it in and out..."  He muttered in thought, rubbing his chin, "I don't imagine the inside will be very safe though.  Treading with caution would be a good idea.  Like I said, if you've some way to light it, we'll be in good shape.  If not, we're gonna need to take a minute to fashion something [i]and[/i] get it ignited."  The man crossed his arms and examined the mouth of the temple, staring deep into it, as though something would come out at any minute.  "...  Eh, fine, wait here, I'll go put something together..."  He turned on his heel and started sifting through the dead branches on the ground, wandering into a radius of several feet.

"You're not much of one for conve- Eh?"  Lyra stopped as he asked her for an opinion.  "Go over where..? Oh," The girl blinked and looked to where he was gesturing before instinctively shaking her head.  "No, nope.  Definitely not."  Her reaction was a bit quick, so she recovered and cleared her throat, "I mean, it might be better not to... Heh...  Like you said, he seems kinda stiff, y'know?  And who knows what kinda people they are, right?  They could easily walk in there with us and just sneak away the moment we find danger or they'll try to nab a relic piece before we can get one for ourselves.  Let's find another entrance..."  She didn't hesitate to grab his hand and pull him in another direction, looping around the structure of the ruined temple.  Finally, they found another point from which they could approach the building.

Meanwhile, Owyn returned to Ulyssa, "Alright...  Now comes the hard part.  Unless you get a better idea, we're gonna be here for a bit..."  He dropped the kindling on the ground.  Amidst the supplies was one thicker, semi-stubbed section of a limb.  "Let's see if we can't get a makeshift torch...  Again, unless you have a better idea?"  He stared idly at the supplies, hoping that she did...  Honestly, he had no idea what he was doing with this stuff...

Lyra tapped her foot impatiently as they looked at the entrance to the temple.  She snapped her fingers, "Got it.  I know what to do," She beamed brightly before dashing back into the woods.  When she came back, she was holding a large branch with a multitude of brown and yellow leaves on it.  "This must have snapped off a tree recently...  Good luck too, watch."  Dropping it to the ground, she pulled an orange-tipped arrow on her bow's string and fired it at the top of the branch.  The burst of flame was far from an explosion, igniting some of the grass around and the leaves on the wood.  "There! A torch!"  She said with excitement.  It would have to do for now, she was limited on Dust Arrows...  The girl reached down and picked up the long branch, holding it at the mouth of the ruins.

"Shall we go?" She asked curiously, looking to him as the soft glow of the fire already started to fill the dark space.

Owyn crossed his arms...  Perhaps learning to be a survivalist would have been in his best interest before coming.  However, father was rather preoccupied with teaching him combat.  It must have just been overlooked.  Right now, though, it was the one thing between him and being an official Beacon student.  "So... what?  Do we just like... rub sticks together and they light up..?  Err...  Or do we need something else to light it up?"