Ignoring the guard's glare as answer, Morr resumed his gait, trudging on the way the rider had taken, he made his way to the towering building which, or so he assumed, to be the temple itself, again his weary muscles protesting with pain under the continued exertion.<br/><br/>Finally, he stepped into what he thought would be called the 'main lobby', spotting several of those whom he presumed were the monks, though one of them was in full armor. Approaching them, he held out his opened hand in an expression of manners even all the mishaps of his life had been incapable of unlearning for him, "Hail," he spoke impassively "I am searching for someone to answer a question, if that someone would have the patience."