“Your apology will be enough, as long as you tell me why you happened to show up at the temple...and why. Are you a mercenary as well?” The man asked. “No, he’s not.” Baker would say for Zane. “You haven’t heard of this guy before, Igor?” “...No. I have not.” The cloaked figure would reply, turning in his chair to look at the two men. His face was well concealed, but Zane saw long black hair flow out from his hood and onto his chest, as well as a dark beard that puffed on his face. However that was all he could see of the mysterious figure. “My question still stands Zane Nightingale, why did you arrive at the temple?”