Dark and spooky at first sight for those who don't understand, but majestic after taking a closer look. The walls of the hallways and tomb rooms are made of a dark precious, priceless metal.  Ornaments of gold and silver sculptures are covering the tombs that contain the corps of those who have past away while there voices still sing the grime anthem of death in the lightless corridors.
{}, Inside Temple
warrior
patron
I am a patron of the arts. I donate time and money to local painters and sculptors. I am flighty and rash in decision-making.
What brings a warrior here? "I'm here to pay respects for a fallen comrade." Ah I see that makes sense. "She was a good warrior. Strong, courageous, skilled with a blade. But Death is not a hunter unbeknownst to its prey." Yes it is truly tragic when such impressive people die early. "It's a hazard of our... line of work, of course." Yes I understand but still. "Of course. I thank you for sharing in my greif." It is no problem, I understand the pain. "Can you help show me to her resting place?" Hmm I would think it is down to the left. "She was only brought in here this morning, I hear. Do you know which room?"