The teleport took them to, oddly enough, what appeared to be an altar-room. A single block of stone dominated the middle of the floor, covered in fine cloth set with gold and jewels; atop that sat a statue of abstract but magnificent representation. Torches burned brightly in wall-sconces, showing every sign of being dutifully replaced to keep the room in constant light. Before them, a broad set of double doors led onwards, if they dared to venture forth.

Forgive the wizard who teleported them a private moment with Celena, please. But once that was over and he left them, somewhat reluctantly, to their task, the mission had begun.