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Only a few hours in this temple and Rayne felt right at home. He hated it. The walls were dark and dingy, the ceiling riddled with crude violent images, and pillars supporting artifacts lined the hallway. The artifacts caught his attention, crystals and daggers, this was the stuff of Rayne's dreams. As he realized his lack of priority, he checked himself. How long am I going to have to wait for this Sithis? Rayne could sense several people strewn about in the surrounding rooms, but no one in the hall, though he could simply see this for himself. He reached into his pouch, and produced a small stone he used for practice. The stone began to float above his hand, and spin around slowly. Rayne closed his eyes and the stone began to spin faster and faster. After a few moments, Rayne sensed he was being watched, and opened his eyes. He quickly put the stone back into his pouch and looked up toward who he expected to be his new teacher. "Sithis?"