Trying to arrange for a meeting with the high priest was more difficult than previously thought; both Samarda and Nafiri were rebuffed for their efforts. Still in their desert clothing, it was quite obvious that they wouldn't allow random nomads into the higher parts of the temple, where the high priest resided. The guards near the stairwell were firm in their stance, refusing to budge even after Samarda and Nafiri explained their urgent need to speak with the high priest. It seemed that gaining access to the inner sanctum would require a different approach altogether.

But seeing how open the snake cult operated, being open in their way and manner and blatantly flaunting their snake jewels and other symbols, Samarda and Nafiri would obviously need to be as blatant in their dress as well. They returned to the camp, unrobed from their desert garb, and stepped into the light green of the Almurbah snake cult, with golden jewels adorning their bodies and snake symbols prominently displayed. It was a risky move, but none seemed to bat an eye as they proudly paraded into the temple once more.

This time, the guards were more than willing to let them into the inner sanctum, where they were welcomed by the local priest with open arms, for they saw in them two pilgrims, and they were more than eager to hear news and stories from the outside world. The priest led them to a sacred chamber where they were offered food and drink, eager to learn of their travels and experiences beyond the desert.

The high priest wasn't present, for he was away on business, though when he returned, he invited the two into his private quarters to hear from them about their journeys. He was fat and indolent. His corpulent form complements his avaricious eyes, while listening to their tales with a bowl of dates in hand, eager to satisfy his gluttonous appetite while indulging in the tales of adventure and discovery from the two travellers.