When the sun was nearly up, Ayrie left and walked to the temple, retracing her steps from the night before. She brought the sack with her, though she didn't quite need food yet. They'd given her what she felt was enough to feed an entire troupe of people, and she had only eaten a small portion of it last night. The remainder was stored in a small chest enchanted to stay cold, a gift she'd been given by the cook before she left the monastery.

As she approached she heard children laughing, and saw the mayor playing the jungle gym to their tiny mountain climbers. Ayrie smiled, someone who seemed so hard was suddenly shown to have a soft side. She walked over to the food givers and handed them the sack, explaining that she wouldn't need more food yet, but didn't want to keep the sack from someone else who might need it. She took a turn handing out food, watching the mayor play with the children as she did. A few people introduced themselves to her, and she met one of the high priests, a man named Markus. He told her where she could find a bath, and handed her a chit that gave her access to a towel and soap.

"Thank you, Father Markus." she said, reverting to her teachings from home for a moment.

"See, that's how I know you are new here. Just call me Markus, proper titles are reserved for royalty, which we do not have, and the Lord Gluttony himself." he smiled at her, and patted her shoulder before moving on to help someone else.

The line of people there for food was dwindling as the sun made it's full appearance, and Ayrie sat down to eat a delicious fresh meat pie one of the priests had given her.