[He feels foolish to creep into the temple under the cover of night. But lately that feeling of being observed and followed has been grown stronger. His meeting with Ravine had brought out the paranoia in a stronger form, and the next few days had only intensified it. It's only in Tranquility's temple that it fades, but within minutes of strolling outside it would return. A niggling warning at the back of his head. A breeze that slyly whispered into his ear.
But he creeps out here anyway. If he's being denied his sleep, then he might as well continue with his research and find out as much as he can about the gods; he's delayed long enough thanks to this stupid competition. Danse finds the temple, stops at the threshold and like all the others, he knocks on the door. One hand is tucked into a pocket, curled around something inside.]
Night of the 20th | Action
But he creeps out here anyway. If he's being denied his sleep, then he might as well continue with his research and find out as much as he can about the gods; he's delayed long enough thanks to this stupid competition. Danse finds the temple, stops at the threshold and like all the others, he knocks on the door. One hand is tucked into a pocket, curled around something inside.]
Delight. My name is Danse. Can I come in?