The old man's composure snapped at once to one of almost excitement to an angered dejection stemming from the defensive rebuke of the diviner. He hung still as if choosing the next move with great care but seemingly felt content to just remain still and let the world around him unfold. The only foreign noise now was the scraping upstairs as the knight continued shifting the pews leaving Callista and her now quiet borderline pouting companion.<br/><br/>The contents of the bag showed what a common traveler might have on them. A few coins, a hunk of bread and a couple of salted strips of meat. The other bag seemed to belong to the monk and was larger in size but much the same in terms of contents. There were letters inside but they all seemed to be addressed to various townsfolk and it was likely the chapel functioned as a hub for mail. This soul was likely abducted while in the course of his duty of delivering said parchment.<br/><br/>Taking note of the immediate surroundings it was difficult to see the entirety of the room as the candles gave off just enough sickly light for you to see the room but the more specific details were vague. Looking at the walls it seemed a more basic brick and mortar fashion like the rest of the town. It was not uncommon to see rooms such as these as the colder interior helped keep food longer, or in this case, the corpses themselves.<br/><br/>What was clear was that there were two paths excluding the stairs back to the monastery itself. One led down corridor where the path seemed to open up and the light seemed to glow brighter down the path. The faint sounder of a river was audible but beyond that there were no details. The other seemed like the room was much a part of this preparation chamber with firm wooden door. Perhaps it was a closet or an adjoining quarters but with it closed it was difficult to discern. Of the two paths it seemed as though the groaning came from the closed door.<br/><br/>Hard leather thumping echoed through the preparation room and within moments the knight was visible although he looked somewhat rattled. Something seemed to perturb him upstairs although not terribly so. He tugged at the leather straps about his breast adjusting them to regain his composure.<br/><br/>"The doors are blocked. The people seemed curious about what we were doing. . . Too curious. There were many staring. . . Did-did you find anything?"<br/><br/>The mage had taken to remaining silent either contemplating the next step or out of malice for the woman; either way it was not foreign to the knight who simply shrugged and moved to the bodies with a nonchalance evident of his time seeing slain bodies.<br/><br/>"Rituals it seems. . . Where to now?"