Twilight looked around at the crumbling temple. They were standing on an elevated dais surrounded on all sides by a small set of steps. A series of low, broken walls formed a small compound behind them, a mossy green colour eaten away at by time. In front of them were nine pillars set in three lines of three. Perhaps they had held up a roof, but if they had, it was now completely gone, leaving the front of the temple open to the forest.