The low sanctuary sits deep within the temple, as though it is hiding there. You throw open its doors and discover three mystics standing in a circle amid censers of fragrant coals, whispering incantations. Telltale red light emanates from their eyes and from the familiar symbol that burns on their throats. It is as you feared: the mystics of Cabria are practicing magic, just as their counterparts to the south did.
But these conspirators do not seem to notice that you are here. You look at them, then at the censers, then finally down at the blade of your sword. You decide that you will…