It was not long before Lex decided to withdraw for a time. Leaving a nearly finished cup back, he sluggishly moved into the room in which he had left the tied prisoners, barely even noticing Ulor's presence. He sat with a heavy thump upon the nearest bed, and, for the first time in recent memory, removed his armor, revealing simple and heavily worn britches and a short, equally ragged tunic underneath. Still seated and with his hammer in hand, he stood guard, ensuring the two thugs would not wake up or attempt to loosen their restraints. But, it seemed that as time went on, a heavy weariness finally took over, possibly the accumulated strain from their encounter at the damned village had finally brought the paladin low. His heavy-eyed glare began to fail, as Lex nodded off and prodded himself back to awareness. Finally, at his last few waking, albeit delirious moments, his tired mind perceived -or so it thought- an uncanny sight. A flaming sigil hovered inches away from one of the miscreants' head, yet, to the paladin's perplexity, it was mighty familiar. Too far gone to discern if such a sight was dream or reality, he leaned on his hammer and fell asleep to the smell of burning skin.

 And when he awoke, the two were gone. Bolting upright, his expression darkened, his fingers clenched, and a vague snarl escaped him. The rest of his stay in the Kobold was spent frozen in front the loose bindings that held the brigands together. Thankfully, the paladin did not have enough time to dwell on the matter, as it appeared that it was the time for the group to move.

 The walk towards the cathedral had barely calmed the man down, if his constantly shaking fist was to be taken as evidence. Only when Yvah introduced the halfbreed giddily did Lex snap out of his contemplation and once again paid heed to his surroundings. A stony nod of acknowledgement was offered at the new addition, and Lex carried on his march. When the party finally found themselves before the cathedral's immense facade, it was decided that some reconnaissance was in order. Although somewhat hazardous, potential insight on what went on inside could be needed, and if an attack was to take place, only a half-open door separated whatever adversaries dwelling within from Lex's hammer. And so, while the more stealthy were inspecting the cathedral from inside, Lex's eyes sparked with the light of heated metal, carefully examining the building's exterior for any signs of malignant tampering.

 [hider] Having finished a long rest, Lex changes his list of prepared spells. He then activates Divine Sense while standing outside, with one use remaining. [@JBRam2002][/hider]