He rolls his eyes and chuckles, walking in with her.
The first thing that meets their eyes is the large statue in the center of the room. It's Hedonaz, sitting on a throne, with a sword between his legs. He seems to be looking down contemplatively at his followers of stone, with a small smile on his face. Yet, somehow, the artist made his smile seem both benevolent yet cruel at the same time.
Around the room, she can see beds, most of them with couples moaning in ecstasy as they fuck within the sight of their god. Priests of both genders in black robes, wearing Hedonaz's symbol on their necks, walk around the place, providing food and water to the fucking couples and in some cases, helping out the lonely people with sexual services.
To her left and right, she sees large, bulky guards of a race she has never seen before, with spotted green and brown bodies. They're almost eight feet tall, making them taller than Alex. They're wearing metal masks on their faces, and seem to be quite heavily armoured and well armed.
