Coming to a rock strewn section of the path Aestos stepped cautiously over the rubble. He was less concerned with spraining an ankle than the possibility of not being able to finish the trip and letting Diconix receive all the glory that was to come. While the two had a decent working relationship Aetos still harbored an innate jealousy of the other man. 'Nix was everything that Aestos could only pretend at and his eventual ascension into the ranks of the elders was never in doubt, Aestos' was.<br/><br/>The older priest gave a mild laugh, amused at his comrade's focus."I often wonder if there isn't some bit of Apollo's brother in you. Were Greece on the brink of ruin I think you could still tune your lyre and concoct new songs meant to rob women of their sense. I'm sorry to disappoint but I doubt we will be there long enough for any entertaining to happen." Aestos pressed on, tightening the wooden locust clasp on his red exomis as he did. They would be moving faster in order to reach the temple before another day passed.<br/><br/>Night fell and the priests might have stopped if not for moonlight gracing the path with an eery glow. When they caught sight of the looming mountain ahead of them Aestos hurried on. Dark clouds were beginning to draw around the moon and ominous sounds of thunder cracked distantly in the heavens. Soon they arrived at the edge of a cave into the mountain and Aestos motioned Diconix in. Soon a heavy rainstorm began to beat down on the earth outside, washing over the path in shadowy rivers. In his haste to get in Aestos hadn't even checked if this cave was the entrance into the temple. "Hello?, We are priests of Apollo seeking the Temple of Nyx." He called back into the shadows of the caves dark interior, hopeful that someone was there.<br/>