At the sound of the half-elf's voice, Magnus had turned, muttering.
The priest...the priest...yes...
Looking up at him, the dwarf addressed Morvannon with a dark look on his face, and much more directly and succinctly than might have been expected.
Yes...I must find the High Priest...
As more people joined them, Magnus sunk into quiet seemingly more interested in the surroundings than them. His eyes shifting back and forth, searching the temple. He did manage a dirty scowl for the halfling though. Still he followed the others into the room, absent his normal prattling and muttering.
Now he simply waited for the high priest to continue on.