The Guardian, a yellow glowing spirit of humanoid form, somewhat corrupted by the miasma that surrounded the area, was simply sitting in a meditation pose about 50 meters away from the temple.
On reaching closer, one can see his aged facial features, revealing a timeless look that one usually sees on Saint or those of ancient wisdom. Wearing a white robe that covered most of his body, he simply meditated there. His golden beard, perfectly combed, reached up to his chest, and as if he were lost in deep focus, a minimal but noticeable shift in his breathing was present on his body. If not for the miasma constantly corroding all over his body, turning it patchy black, this scene would have been quite nice to look at.
