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It's late and past curfew. The streets and courtyard are empty and there is no one to respond to Kon. The party had passed through an arcade and into what seemed an entry courtyard but there are no doors. The party stands in the middle where there is a simple herb garden with no markings or sculptures to indicate an ecclesiastic place usually filled with metaphors and symbols. Here, there is nothing but a garden surrounded by archways on all sides.

In what should be silence, the party continues to hear the soft strumming of lutes and the melodies of flutes played in the groin vaulted arcade that circles the courtyard all around in a cloister. The volume seems louder at the mention of Uhti's name though. Still, the source of the music is undeterminable. It echoes a simple, catchy tune akin to a Gregorian chant without the words.

Xoch' is able to match lyrics to the song, roughly fitting to the meter and phrasing, but nothing much happens except the song is strong and loud now, what with someone at least singing something.

The night answers Anax. The howling desert wind that provided the string section to the melody of the arches, is now drowning out the church's music. Darkness within the darkness in the sky passes over the almost full moon. Wraiths cry out as they fly overhead like bats looking for their insect prey. The well lit courtyard of the church provides little protection from this new threat.

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