Bram's eyes locked onto Althea's glowing amber eyes, the effect both sensual and mildly disturbing. He followed her with his head and eyes while she made her circuit around him, but did not turn as she moved directly behind him. She could only imagine what she might be annotating as she did so, but he assumed it was not the fact that he had a nice ass. Although, if she thought that...<br/><br/>He laughed to himself quietly as he let the thought float through his head and she came back in front of him. Her words pulled him out of his thoughts but the way she was able to lift the cross as though it were hollow and made of plastic actually made him shake his head in mild disbelief. He was glad that she was okay to let him enter because he was not looking forward to being on the receiving end of that device if it had come to a fight and the fact that she moved it so easily could only say something to her own strength, the magic/technology of the weapon or a brutal combination of both. None of those he was wanting to test at the moment.<br/><br/>"Aye, thank you, Miss. Fifth Bishop Seriel a nogo and Grand Chapel's Outer Sanctum for aid...got it," he said with a brief nod of thanks. He could not help but notice how well the the temple silhouetted the woman. A smile grew on his face. Yep, I'm in trouble, he thought, as he moved past her and made his way inside the Temple.<br/><br/>Spotting the priestesses working hard to keep the place clean, he could not help but be impressed at how well they maintained the place. His own experience with deserts had proven that the dust and sand could and would get onto and into everything. They seemed to be able to keep ahead of it, though, and gave them a nod of appreciation as he passed them. Catching a sign that showed a map of the greater temple grounds he paused to get his bearings. Part of him wondered what Lucille would be doing while he was hear, but that was taking back seat to finding someone that could possibly help him actually achieve his current objective...barring some revelation indicating a different course of action. For fuck's sake, he was out of his element, he chuckled to himself as he took in the directions.<br/><br/>Seeing the options, he figured he might as well try the Merchants and Trader's guilds. Perhaps they would have some manyte and if not, they would likely know where to get some. Or so he hoped.