"Right!" the man called from below.<br/><br/>"Oh?" Aria arched a thin crimson eyebrow on the roof. So perhaps Keela's grandmother had told Kass about that little fact about herself...well she decided she didn't mind a bit, and it was rather refreshing that Kass hardly seemed to mind the fact itself. "Hold that thought then; one does read that devil-blood, dark yet ordered in its nature, can carry proclivities toward domination and submission alike..."<br/><br/>She made a point of reaching around Kass snugly to squeeze her shapely rear when using her wings to glide down from the roof; she wouldn't usually be completely agile flying this way, but she could slowly and without falling. In the courtyard, the naked and very wet-chinned girl had gathered the other two,, the palm-front-waver now emerging after her fruitless lookout from the balcony. They obediently let Kass and Aria lead them after the direction the blonde man and his acolyte had carried the impostor's body after stabilizing it.<br/><br/>The most soundproof room of the temple, it seemed, was a dry, underground cellar for wines, nonperishable foods, and various tools and materials for maintaining the temple grounds. Perhaps surprisingly, or perhaps not given the faith, it had one intended seating surface and a rather comfortable-looking one at that: a slightly tattered black velvet divan, probably a piece of furniture which had been 'retired' from chambers above once it grew old but was kept around in case of future need, for discrete liaisons and comfortable contemplations in this quiet chamber, or both.<br/><br/>The three girls who'd attended the impostor now waited outside its heavy door, in a similar cellar chamber where the stairs had first descended. In the inner room, the blonde man and his mentee stripped truly naked the unconscious impostor, while Aria made rather a point of stowing away all her things (including the spell components upon her person, and her staff and all her things which radiated magic). Once the man and 'his' girl went off to speak to other temple clergy as Kass suggested, Aria brought forth a good length of rope, and began a rather elaborate binding process. Soon the strong silk strands crisscrossed the woman like spiderwebs, breasts and buttcheeks and limbs poking out amidst them, and those limbs bound to the divan with the woman face-down. Aria even blindfolded the woman, and affixed a second thing beneath the blindfold around the woman's jaw: a band of black Maztican rubber, which split in an 'O' halfway along its length, shaped like a set of human teeth. Aria fit these inside the lips and over the woman's upper and lower teeth, explaining, "Keeps a prisoner from biting down all the way or yelling very loudly. Most can speak intelligibly in it, but have trouble casting spells." With a stoic face she broke the woman's fingers one by one, muttering bluntly but not sadistically, "What can I say; spellcaster, and a devious one it seemed," and tied her hands most tightly of all, each along one of the divan's legs.