Kamariel considers going in her natural form, but when he shoots that idea down, she mimics his appearance, by becoming a rather busty elf woman, in a slinky red dress-like robe, that looks like it's held on by more than a little magic, given how it defies physics. Of course, it is magically enchanted to cling to her body; one good dispel would render her naked. Or a casual thought from her.<br/><br/>Brindol had repaired itself surprisingly well, in his absence; the walls were fully intact once more, and guards patrolled them. Inside, the buildings seem to be in the same condition they were in, when he first arrived, if not improved. In fact, aside from a few buildings on the edges, they're all finished, and life seems to have returned to normal.<br/><br/>His temple provides a gleaming new sight in the city, a beautiful, marble-fronted building, on the south side of the city. It's a larger building than it really needs to be, for now, although it's clear Masaema intends to expand, over time. he can see three followers in the yard out front, sparring between themselves, while a grizzled instructor looks on; inside, Masaema himself is cleaning the temple, preparing for evening services, giving instruction to the two younger acolytes, working on preparing the altar.