As they walk through the sleepy village in the morning mist towards the temple no one says a word. The monastery grows larger with each approaching step as Damien feels his heart begin to race. The monastery is an ancient structure that's withstood the test of time. The old stone was are a pale lime color now and the soot rubs off inti your hands if you touch it. As they pass the monastery gates the group turns to look as they see a group of monks cleaning the monastery grounds. "EYES FORWARD" bun thunders as everyone turns to look ahead towards a layer of trees. They march through the trees to a large opening with an ancient fudual castle in the middle. The castle was not as large as others have been and was meant for a smaller lord but the location is strategic as it is nestled within the mountain range. The castle walls are heavily fortified and extremely tall. The compound is in excellent shape for it's age. As the group approaches the gates Damien lowers his head, "Here we go....."