A familiar male walks within the Temple, examining those present. Though scarcely armored at the moment, the face of the Judicator was easily recognized. Freely walking to each of the side rooms examining the structure and make up of the old former Skum building. He looked impressed with how well the interior had been adapted and renovated to such a Temple, but he made no effort to hide the fact his trained Stone Mason eyes detected flaws, structural weakness, and shoddy construction that the Drow were stuck with utilizing.

After several hours of this cycle of looking over each of the rooms, including the inner sanctum with any present Yathrin and the upper level only if the Ul'ath'tallar were present, Alakaun left a very large amount of gold in the Temple coffers before heading on his way to look over what supplies he had left and more importantly, what supplies will be needed...

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Whomst've'll'd'mn't I play:
Salema Nefahri :: A penny for your thots
Zrae'a'stra'fryn :: That which nightmares are made of
Khasir :: From the East a storm is coming