The main chamber is the largest and most splendidly decorated part of the temple complex. It is grander in scale and style than the “priestly” temple, off on the west side. After all, this chamber had to impress the public. The priests could settle for comfortably spiritual.
On the wall off to the left, a dozen Elven outfits hang as if on display. Robes... armor, cloaks. A couple of those outfits may still have Elves in them.
On the other side of the chamber, there are a few fine, plush velvet covered chairs, and a large silver harp.
There are benches, and many have been cast aside, as they got in the giant’s way. There are two big brass chandeliers, but they have been taken down, and one lies atop a pile of benches by the door. Evidently, the giant did not like low hanging objects. There are two huge rosette windows, one of which allows the light in on a raised platform, where an altar has been refashioned into a throne, of sorts.
The throne is occupied by a Giant.
The great double doors and the smaller ones lead into the same large space. But the smaller doors open into screen walls, arranged so that people could enter and leave without being a visible disruption, during ceremonies. No such luck from the main door. Heolstor and the others will be quickly noticed.
Nevertheless, for just a few moments, the Giant’s attention is elsewhere, as an Orc in armor enters from behind him, with news.
”Great one, they are not Elves, they are Humans, it is strange, I do not know what has brought them so far. We should have heard something from Hrekka, if they came straight from the west, but there has been no message.”
”How many?” the Giant rumbles.
The Orc replies. “A small troop. A score?”
”No threat to me. Send messengers to Hrekka, I want her to know that this group has slipped past her without so much as a word of warning to me, and I am not pleased.”
”I go.” The Orc says, and turns. That’s when the Giant turns back, and the brief lull is over. He very definitely knows he has intruders.