Calder sat silently at the middle of a dark room, his legs crossed in a meditative stance, his mind focused inwards. His lips parted to move in the silence as he repeated the mantra in his mind.<em>"I am Calder Barlow, master of myself, I am a Student of Time, Healer and Seeker. I will not give in to the storm of time, I will stand tall even as years pass. I am Calder Barlow, I will remain, I will gain power and understanding, I will seek knowledge and Secrets, risking my life for it. My flesh will remain, my soul will rise."</em>The discipline he showed to himself was to reinforce his ego, it was his strength of personality that let him wield the power of oracle afterall.<br/><br/>Hearing the door opening into the dark room, he knew he could not be seen in the total darkness. The hallway the door opened to was also dark however, not pitch-black as the room had been but still dark. To his clouded eyes it did not matter. He was used to the veil of time thrown over his eyes and could pierce the darkness closer to him with his eyes as he spoke up.<br/><br/>"Step up, and tell me what you seek." Standing slowly in the darkness, Calder watched the figure. He took refuge at the temple of Nethys whenever possible, contemplating magic in itself but also the faith and the power he had gained. He wished to understand time more, and Nethys was a deity he could believe to bless such efforts. His divine magic seemed to support that thought as well, so he made sure to respect the temple of Nethys wherever he went, often spending some hours in meditation there, and bolstering his knowledge of self.<br/><br/>"Are you having trouble with the darkness? It helps me focus my mind on what matters. I don't need it right now though." His hand rose and with a whispered word, he pulled on the time several hours ago when the room was lit with torches, borrowing some of the light of those torches to this moment, a flame flickering to life on his hand, a ghostly flame shedding light around him. Showing the man with his grey eyes and black hair.<br/><br/>Right now, he was feeling well rested, his magic at his disposal, he had intended to help out at the temple with the ceremonies preparations or casting some healing magic on the temple's behalf in exchange for his room and board for the time being, but a messenger arriving like this might well mean something was about to happen. He looked at the person that arrived with curious caution.