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Lyon was not shocked by the mans sudden appearance, as he has met him quite a few times now. Though he didn't know the man's name....He looked behind him. "Oh? It doesn't make sense, though. I can tell whom they are...but they cannot tell whom they are?" He looked down at his necromantic robes. "...Or perhaps..." He started, his light, overgenerous voice filling the air. "This is yet another power this monstrosity has bestowed upon me.... I swear, he becomes more powerful every day..." He said, looking up at the stained glass window of the God of this Cathedral.

"You think, by chance, that I could find them?" Lyon said. His mind prayed to the goddess holding this sanctuary....Not while I am on this sacred ground... "And in reasonable ammounts of time? I'd rather not waste precious hours trying to track them down. Then again, sitting here isn't any more progressive." He looked back at the man. If you stared in his eyes, beyond their innocent outer apperal, you could almost feel the evil swirling in within them.