<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Lisa: Walking deeper into the wood worked home of the monks you see some give you a wide berth while others seem to accept the fact that you are their and walk by without a word or two in passing. Many of them are in deep green colored ropes with simple symbols of an unknown deity upon their chest. As you enter into the dome shaped section of the temple you look up and see the sunlight dance upon an arrange of flowers and butterflies on the ceiling in a dazzling display of colors. Taken back by its display you nearly miss the group that approaches you and raises their hands in greeting. They are hooded for now as shadows cover their faces. "Welcome to the haven of Rosewood. What brings you here to us this day priestess?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Still smiling to myself and just having a wonderful day. This human temple is quite neat, and I do plan on writing down some notes when I get some free time. In the meanwhile, I walk into the central part of the temple to deal with the leaders of this particular religious group, making sure to be all nice and trim and proper at this time. No need to spook them and get into trouble!<br/><br/><em>"oh yes. I am traveling through these lands on a wanderlust. I would be more the grateful if I could observe your order for a few days and rest. Walking all over the place is slow and tiring, but it still beats a horse. You understand, right?" </em>