Abelas had been watching you from the shadows the moment he had sensed your presence step foot onto the bridge that would lead you into his Temple that he had been guarding since the fall of his people. At first he was annoyed by you, as you shouldn't be here... You were not one of the faithful, you were not the kind of old... at least from what he could tell.

Though he did like the respect in which you treated the Temple as you meandered around the place, quietly he kept to himself. Out of your line of sight, out of your vision, just watching.

He was content to leave you, until he watched you haphazardly pick up a relic, and he felt his temper flare. Stepping out from the shadows to finally speak to you:

“What brings a Shem to the temple of Mythal? Hasn’t your kind done enough?”