Noah snuck in through the temple doors while several Elder Guardians were deep in conversation by a statue of a female angel, her wings spread out behind her and a staff in her hands. He made his way into one of the ante-chambers and leant against the wall, letting out a sigh of relief, glad that he had managed to return without being spotted.

It had been a little less that 78 hours since he had dissobeyed the instructions of his superior and had sneaked out of the Gates of St Peter to fly down to Earth and explore. He was still wearing the Mortal clothes he had bought while he was down there, and thats why he had come here, he needed to ask a favour...