"Look, Deon, another Temple..."
One might not be at all surprised to find a Temple within the Great Temple Valley, given that it was right there in the name, and yet the young boy at her side perked up all the same at the sight of it. This would take them to the third ruin that day. Ruin was perhaps an overstatement, though, they were in surprisingly good form despite all the years which had passed. Overgrown, sure, but relatively untouched beyond that. Nature reclaimed what it wished in the end.
It looked like something of a ziggurat in truth, jutting up to make itself known within the valley. They'd all been pretty similar insofar as architecture was concerned, though this one definitely extended further upward than the other two they'd visited.
Rhia glanced upward, taking note of the sun's lofty position in the sky, and then smiled. Barkhesh was a pleasant enough world, it wasn't quite so empty as many they visited in that it had a strong agricultural presence, and yet despite that they'd still managed to make this mini pilgrimage of theirs without ever bumping into another soul.
Master Shif had thought it would do them some good to stretch their legs, and expand their minds. Nobody really knew where these Temples originated, which ancient and likely long since dead civilization had wrought them into existence. The pair of Je'daii certainly weren't going to unearth the answer to that, but maybe they'd learn something about them all the same. Even if all that amounted to was they really liked ziggurats.
Sometimes it was better for them to explore unaided. But that did not mean that Shif did not have his eyes upon them; he wasn't a Master of Sense for no reason, after all.