They followed the kid's directions, and after a short time Halam grunted, pleased to see that they hadn't been misled. "Nice shoes, by the way," he said, indicated the tight looking pair Merc was wearing. "A shame you didn't hold onto the ones with the shit on them. They must be good luck now."<br/><br/>The alleyway grew narrow as they progressed; Halam, being wide, had to turn sideways by the end of it in order to fit. It made sense that children would know about the shortcut, given how tiny it was, but at least they seemed to be the only ones in the area as they emerged from the passage. Instead of being at the front gates, they found themselves at the side of the building.<br/><br/>To the left Halam saw the crowd of people, now reaching its end, streaming into the immense building. On the right there was nothing to be seen, aside from what appeared to be a guard patrol. Luckily their arrival seemed to have gone without drawing any notice.<br/><br/>"Any ideas?"<br/><br/><span style="color: #40FF80">Mercutio poked his head out from the alley, looking first at the myriad of people swarming into the temple, and then to the back of the building. "Just one," he said slowly, glancing back to the crowd to make sure no one was watching. When he was sure that everyone was focused on more pressing matters, he grabbed the edge of Halam's breastplate and pulled him out of the alleyway. "This way."<br/><br/>Mercutio kept as close to the side of the building as he could, taking long, crouched strides as they circled around the building. When they finally crept up to the back corner, Mercutio peered around to check for any guards. Surely if there was a back entrance, there would be back-entrance security. But none in sight? "It... looks clear? I don't trust it."</span>