The temple was something few had ever seen, more less something Atrius' never seen the inside of... Decorated in thin rice papers, and tower like-builds was common among the earth-god worshipers as many came from the lands of the farther east. However there still seemed to be a humble charm to it as the echos of chanting musically bellowed in the temple with the chats of the ancient ways... But the question remained... What would the monks do with Atrius' ? Traveling deeper into the temple it was clear the sight of the girl didn't go over easy, monks stopped in mid prayer to suddenly ether leave or stare in awe, leaving a more uneasy feeling in the air that was once the mellow charms of the temple.<br/><br/><br/>"Take her and get her properly dressed..." The older would speak while directing to the others where to take Atrius' "But... sir what if she awakens?..." the monk holding the girl trembled, almost shivering as he looked like he could barely hang onto her any longer. "We will have to deal with that as it arises...." With that the two would part their ways, the older monk seeming to venture off to seek out the elders that he spoke of while Atrius' was still being pushed along to one of the smaller buildings towards the center of the temple. Would he ever see the girl again?<br/><br/>Being moved into a room that over looked a sand garden the monks would leave him there, however remain guarded outside of the door... Which they knew as well as Atrius' did that he could get away if he wanted more so to the fact the room opened so easily to the sand garden... But duty was their duty and there was not much to do but wait.... but yet he was hardly alone...<br/><br/>The sliding door opening not from the front to which was guarded but from the sand garden opened, a bald man standing nearly as tall as he did paused before gently smiling. "I did not know we where expecting guests..." In his right hand he carried what looked to be a rake made of bamboo, to which he walked over to set it carefully against the wall. His head turned slightly, looking out to the shadowed figures that lingered just outside the door, in doing so it was easy to see the man bore a tattoo across the back of his head, something of a rare sight to see across a monk, but just as strangely bore the symbol of a exotic butterfly.<br/><br/>"You'll have to forgive by brothers... Being humble monks they do still feel the essence of fear like any other man, and sadly sometimes they do act upon it..." He shook his head slightly before giving a chuckle turning back to Atrius' where he sat. "Would you like me to get some bandages for your wounds?... Maybe something to eat?..." While the other monks seems to disregard the fact he was wounded, this man too seemed to catch on to the fact he was wounded right away; but yet what seemed even more odd was the fact the men outside didn't even seem to react to the fact he was inside of the room... The walls literally paper thin so they could have easily herd him..<br/><br/>Although slowly it was starting to become less quiet within the temple, within ear range, and further proving how thin the walls where the sound of another monk shouting to another. "We are doomed! They brought the artifact back from it's grave!" the shout seemed to make the monks guarding outside twitch. "Are you sure? It could have been just any girl..." The monk who stood in the room with Atrius' shook his head. "So thats what all the fuss is about... Looks like you'll have more then your fair share on your hands..." He chuckled starting to turn to enter another room.