KELZIR
He fell into place behind her again. Still his movements were wooden and it seemed as though his feet were made of clay. Though his mind was a turmoil of horror, still he stepped with care to make as little noise as possible.
Spoiler
Move Silently: [roll0]
Silence was key to survival. Being seen and unnoticed was the other. His ears listened for any sign that his presence was demanded for anything. In a Temple, the slightest provocation would mean sacrifice.