“Lady Rune, yah right, pfft….” The sulky voice of Bella emenated from Liaena’s fist as she also turned to study Aleena’s sword, head and large bum.

“Sure. But maybe not right now” Liaena proclaimed after a pause. While the nave itself appeared to be completely deserted, the girl knew better than to set any store by that. Kathlin also glanced around at their surroundings, having come to the same conclusion as Liaena. 

“We’ve made quite an entrance, Li”

“….So much for low profile” Liam muttered miserably to himself. Liaena glanced briefly at him, then turned to Rithrynn.
“Okay fine, come with me. I’ll get a room for your lot”

“You should probably come with me. Are you feeling alright?” Kathlin enquired to Alissah kindly. “I wouldn’t expect so, because you look terrible”

“I’m going to go and…debrief some things” Liam muttered to himself as he turned to head in the opposite direction to where Liaena was leading the Night Elves to a door in the wall of the nave, before pausing to look at Kathlin. “You should….maybe lie down, Apprentice Priestess Lennox. You’ve been through quite – er, an ordeal?”

“No, it’s alright. I’m not hurt” Kathlin returned quietly as she led Alissah towards yet another side door in the nave. “Lets get you to the infirmary”

*

No matter how grand the main hall might be, the narrow and cramped corridors in the belly of the great cathedral did not live up its initial charm. Almost immediately meeting a spiral staircase that led both up and down – Liaena went down – the route they were taking was clearly leading underground. It would be quite easy to lose ones sense of direction in the winding route they were taking, but Liaena evidently knew the way by heart. 

Stopping outside a door, Liaena didn’t even stop to knock as she threw it open. There was two screams from inside and the girl sighed pointedly as she leaned against the door. “I didn’t see anything if you get out now”

Liaena turned to Rithrynn as the two young apprentice priests – the girl bright red and holding her blouse together with both hands – fled away down the corridor. The room left behind was notably extremely Spartan, with a single bed against one wall, a desk against another and not much else. “These are rooms that used to get used by priests for meditating, and fasting, and stuff like that. They’re not exactly fancy, but nobody important ever comes here so you shouldn’t get disturbed. There’s a few more like this…” she looked down the corridor, which indeed had several identical doors leading off it “…and if you interrupt anyone else, just throw them out”