Unfortunately for Erel, Syral was hardly the most stealthy of individuals. He clattered down the hallway, his shield at the ready as he watched for danger, with the others following after Erel. He was not particularly stealthy at the best of times, and the debris that he trod on was loud. As they reached the entrance to the chapel, they'd see a pair of solid but beautiful statues of women to either side, and in front of them was the chapel, from which they heard high-pitched singing from a tent hanging from the ceiling, built around a chandelier, and a pugwumpi was sitting in it, apparently unaware of Syral's thunderous approach.