Robert, or rather Bob as most called him, calmly received the obviousely demonic axe and, again calmly, registered how it tried to dominate his mind with visions of power, world domination and bitches.<br/><br/>Of course, none of that entailed him just calmly doing his rounds in the temple, so he immediately let go of the thing, called a proper brother monk for access to the reliquary while attaching a rope to the weapon and dragged it with him to his destination. It was difficult, but with some effort they managed to tie it high up on a shelf.<br/><br/>"I really have no idea how you managed to keep on walking calmly while shouting about your plans for world domination and slaughtering everyone in this temple, then just shrug it off after fastening the thing." commented the brother monk.<br/><br/>"Well, I am a Surnem, like my brother Geoffrey. Everyone in our family's pretty calm." Bob answered, smiling that absent-seeming Surnem smile of his.