Brother Vernasus spends a few more moments laying in the sun before regaining his senses.<br/><br/>"It does not do well to laze about in the grass all day, like some sort of animal..." He quietly mumbled to himself.<br/><br/>He thought for a moment on what to do, then remembered the huge man mountains heartfelt plee the night before. No doubt by now they would have taken him down to the reliquary in search of this strange relic.<br/><br/>"Well... I suppose it couldn't hurt to check in on them."<br/><br/>He hurried off through the gardens and back into the temple, arriving with haste at the large decorative doors that guarded the reliquary from the eyes of outsiders. Realizing they had already moved on, he quietly approached Brother Zato, Brother Korsarro and Arngeirr, carefully making sure not to come in contact with any of the ancient relics, given what happened the last time Korsarro got his grubby little fingers on one. He whispers softly as he catches up with the group, far too wary to dare raise his voice in a place like this.<br/><br/>"How goes the search, my friends?"