Oliver did recognise it right away. For a second, he thought he'd been sent back to Saga's reality, but it was quickly apparent that this was different. It was quieter--sadder. Beautiful, but clearly having suffered more wear and less recent care. But whose temple was this? There were a few Saints on the Plane that Oliver knew of.

He started carefully up toward the threshold, debating if he should call out or not. Saga had made it clear that outsiders weren't welcome here, and he had a feeling it would cause real trouble if someone who wasn't on the Plane found him first. So with that in mind, he stayed silent but watchful as he made his way toward the temple.