Vael shrugs his shoulders and looks at the temple. He studies the the stone and the woodwork, he looks at the vegitation around it and checks out the windows. After a few minutes e turns back to the group.

"I guess if no one has any pertinant information, we might as well head in to see what all the fuss is." Vael cocks his crossbow and drops a bolt into the slot. He looks up at Peerless. "Ready when you are."
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Before you stands an elf. Tall for his species, but just as lithe as normal. His blond hair is cut short and shaggy. His golden eyes swim with silver flecks and are set above a hawklike nose.