Though a few of the attendants looked as though they would grow hostile at the drop of a hat, the high priest looked down upon the party judgmentally, scrutinizing every facet of their existence, it seemed. Though he did not exactly appear to be evil, one may have wondered with the great irritation that flowed from him. He considered the priestess's words for a moment before sighing. "Indeed, Fledgeling," and beginning to walk to the door to the right. "Follow me, and make haste," he said waving a hand in their direction.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>