"May I help you?" The voice squeaked out.
"Yes. It's getting late, and this building looked big enough to house my companions and I. Would it be fine if we stayed the night?"
The figure on the other side of the great door squirmed around before opening the door further. In the dim light, the man was wearing clerical garb, the clergyman was buff, not built like a man of the church should be. The faith seemed ambiguous to both Cyrus and Sen, but their eyes weren't on the clergyman but on the lights hanging off the ceiling.
"Hey Cyrus, aren't those the newest emitters on the ceiling?" Sen whispered. "You know, the one doused in trock."
"Yeah. It must be a really new building." Cyrus answered, switching his focus back to the priest. "What's with the uniform, it surely isn't something from these parts is't?"
The pair continued murmuring amongst themselves. The more they did so, the more fidgety the clergyman got, till he couldn't hold it in anymore.
"I'm letting you in for now, but, you have to talk to the head priest for anything. From this point on." The man squeaked.
"Understood." Cyrus looked to Sen who pointed to Richè and her companion. "Hey Denine, Arghast! This guy's telling us to meet with the head priest before we get to settle down. You coming with?"
Richè joined the two leaving Arghast behind with the rest. "Lead the way!" She said, her quick accent dousing every word.
The trio walked behind the wall of a priest till they reached a light off-white door. The gargantuan priest squirmed even more before pushing the door open.
On the other side sat a man with bronze skin with a disinterested feel to him. His fine, black-grey hair was closely shaved, which complimented his small eyes and pointed chin. He was quite average. The walls were lined with bookshelves, the desk looking more like a scribe's than anything else.
"Head priest," the clergyman forced out, "there are some guests to see you." The priest made a quick escape, closing the off-white door behind him.
"Excuze uz, for coming zo late. If you woul'nt mind, we would appreciate you housing me and my group for the night." Denine spoke with authority, seizing everybody's attention.
The head priest got up walking over to the trio, his arms raised like he was gonna hug them.
"Oh, my apologies for the night sneaking up on you like that. Time does fly when you're travelling." He paused taking in a deep breath, scrutinising them. "My name is Rentisgreen, the head priest. Please make yourself welcome for as long as your stay lasts." Rentisgreen's sociable greetings left Cyrus and Sen stunned except Denine.
"We are in your care Sir Rentisgreen."
She shook his hand and they all funnelled out the door.
The broad-shouldered priest stood outside the door, ready to escort them to their rooms.
As they walked through the halls they took note of every little detail, the old, the new and the strange, nothing was left out.
"If you will Miss." The priest shifted after dropping the pair in front of their room.
"Mmh, well it waz fun getting to know you two, Mr Akrin Mr..." She waited for Cyrus to fill in the gap
"Hewn." "Mr Hewn. Goodnight and see you next darth."
"Goodnight Ms Richè, Denine." The pair replied.
They watched as she was led through the trock-lit hallways. Sen entered the room, accompanied by Cyrus.