Geoffrey was not one of the fastest Temple Guards. Not because he would have let himself go substantially more than the other guards, but rather that he was simply of an overall calm mind, almost to the point of being incapable of understanding just how someone could fall into a full blown panic.<br/>Even if he was technically time-pressed he simply refused to increase his step from his usual calm gait. Just as the case was now.<br/><br/>The huge man who was ineffectually wailing away at the temple's small side-gate may have been found as a matter of some concern by other guards.<br/><br/>Geoffrey, however, standing on the wall above the solid gate, looking down at the huge man, calmly, to the uncareful listener almost absentmindedly, said, volume of his voice just enough for the man down there to clearly hear "Hello there, traveler. While I don't have the slightest of ideas just what you are actually trying to accomplish, you do appear quite weary. Now, I would first suggest that you let that obviousely demonic axe of yours there fall, some people in this Temple would take some offense to you trying to beat down our nice gate here with that.<br/>Second, please do try to just call someone if you want this thing opened. That is all, now please do as said."<br/><br/>Just as calmly as spoken, Geoffrey loaded a crossbow and, aim unwavering, was ready to fire a good steel-tipped-bolt through the man's braincage.