It was rare that Keelah was refused access to a temples records, however when he did he did not give up hope. He looked upon the temple with his bright eyes, it was one of the smaller ones but he wanted to be furrow and he would kick himself if the one he missed; was the one which held the information he was after. He walked around the back, the sky was black and all signs of life were gone. It was the dead of night and it sure lived up to the name, everybody was sleeping, everyone was unaware of his motives.The teenager put his hand on a window and smirked.Challenge Accepted.
He stepped back a few passes and took a moment to examine his surroundings, making doubly sure that nobody was around. He then put his hands on the ledge and for a moment he went transparent, almost ghost like, passing through the window to enter the room at the other side. It was a very basic spell, one that any student would know how to execute fairly easily.
Now inside the temple he brushed himself off and started to wander around, in search for the scrolls and books. Every temple was different so he had no idea where to go and he did not want to risk opening a door and coming face to face with someone who worked here. He did not know what the punishment for this kind of thing was but he was off the Academy after hours anyway so he knew it would not end well.
It seemed like this was a game of emie memie minie mo.
The soft whispers of chanting floated amongst the heavy smoke of incense as though the words themselves were using the smoke to travel to the one they were meant for.