<strong>Ellen</strong><br/><br/>The youth, and he could have been half her age if appearances were any indication, tilted his head and smiled again. "The name's Rathael." He said, brushing a strand of blonde hair from his face. "And to whom do I owe the pleasure to...?" He asked, lowering his head in a slight bow.<br/><br/>He wasn't a celestial, that was for sure. He didn't have the kind of grace and presence one would expect from such a divine servant... Still, his features belied some connection to the higher planes. Ellen's clerical experience would most likely pin him down as a half-breed. A rare thing indeed, considering the aloof nature of the gods and their celestial servants. Still, everything from his speech to his posture indicated that... propriety was not one of this man's chief concerns.<br/><br/><strong>Dexter</strong><br/><br/>"Yeah..." The Captain uneasily said, scratching the back of her neck, "Didn't think there was anything here. Well, How'd we miss it all those times before?"<br/><br/>They inched the ship closer, just a few feet away from the tower proper. Dexter could peer inside the interior and see the stairwell terminated at the 'floor' of the building, where a sealed hatch appeared on the ground. It hadn't been opened in a very long time, it seemed. All sorts of aquatic life grew atop and around the tower. The only thing distinguishing the hatch from its' surroundings was the now activated magical runes outlining the entrance's square shape.<br/><br/>Dexter and a handful of the crew stood around it in the small tower observatory. Dirae crouched underneath the stairwell and nodded to her halfling pirate. Despite all her efforts, the diminuitive woman couldn't pick the lock or even find a way to open it, "I don't see a key hole or a latch anything..." She complained after standing up to look at it from a distance.