Zaccar exited the forest that he had been wandering through, spying his destination off in the distance. He rode a horse though he had merely gotten it a short time back to traverse the distance he needed to reach the place he was looking for. He named it Tupaka but whether or not he would ever be attached to it, it was hard to say, he had never really had any attachments, at least none he could remember so the horse itself was expendable to him, merely a tool that he needed to aid in his travel. After he reached the destination, then he would decide what he would do with the horse, if he would still need it or merely let it go.
He hoped what was said about the temple was true, that his wish and desire could be granted. He wanted it to be true but it sounded so far fetched that he was unsure about it. He was willing to give it a shot though, an attempt to see if it was true in hope, a word he had not used in a long time or even felt such an emotion.
He reached the edge of a cliff, the bridge that connected the temple to the cliff he stood upon appeared to of collapsed yet it also seemed to of made a means of getting down to the valley below, he took noticed that someone else appeared to be traversing to the temple as well, judging by the dust that he saw in the valley below.
"Let's go," Zaccar said to Tupaka giving the horse a kick and down they went the side of the collapsed bridge, unsure what to expect from the temple itself and this other person who seemed to be heading in the same direction.