Gioria calls out a cheerful goodbye as you head out, moving over to clean up behind you at the table. As the door closes, you can hear her calling out a thank you for taking her request.<br/><br/>Much like the tavern, the town of Tuyan is quiet today. You can see small crews in the distance, cleaning up what's left of the festivities, but for the most part everyone has returned to their normal daily routine. It's hard to imagine that just two days ago, the little rural town was practically roaring with activity.<br/><br/>As you near southern road, you hear the town's lonely bell tower sound three times. With plenty of daylight left, you can begin your journey.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>The road south is well trafficked and guarded, so the first day of your trip is uneventful. However, as you walk you note that the road curves to the east to avoid a heavily wooded area... which, according to the map provided on Gioria's request, is where the patch of burnberries is. You'll have to cut through on the way back.<br/><br/>About mid-day, you come to the split where the road breaks off towards the temple. It's easy to tell which path is which... the road to the next town is worn out and dusty, while the road to the temple has been lined with flowers and "painted" with different colors of sand to be more pleasing to the eyes. Twenty minutes later, you arrive at Shelyn's temple.<br/><br/>The temple itself is simple, but elegant building. The building is sculpted in a way that no wall ends in a sharp edge, but rather seems to whirl into the next one. Each wall is decorated with images of the goddess performing various works of art... but as you get closer, you can see that another figure has been crudely painted into each scene, always in the shadows... A stick figure with arrows coming out of its head, and a creepy smile etched onto its otherwise-featureless face.<br/><br/>You are soon greeted by Master Roann, the head priest and master of paints at the temple. He is a large man, dressed in a flowing robe that has been hand-painted to depict a brilliant sunrise, whose long white hair is held out of his eyes by a painted headband. When he sees the wanted poster you have in your hands, he practically dances with joy.<br/><br/>"Thank the goddess! I am ashamed that we had to seek out the help of an outsider, but we are not fighters here. We thank you so much for coming to our aid..." He bows deeply, his long hair practically touching the ground.