With nothing further to be learned here and still a good portion of the day to kill, the group wandered off in search of other places - namely, their wanderings eventually brought them to the Pharasmin temple on the far side of the river. The building is easily the most elaborate in town, with a stained-glass mural depicting Pharsma judging an Ustalavian noble overlooking the road, and smaller stained-glass windows displaying saints and heralds of Pharasma lining the north and south walls. An acolyte is sweeping the front stairs as the group arrives, and looks up from his work when he hears your steps; his eyes widen at the sight of such a... diverse... group, then he catches himself. "You must be old man Lorrimor's friends..." he stammers. "What brings you to the abode of the Lady of Graves?"