It was a dark, cloudy night. The air was windy and brisk. A thin rain had started to pour down the side of the mountain. And climbing this steep, rocky ledge was a thin, pale figure. He was dressed in a light gray coat of loosely woven wool, thin off-white leggings, and boots made of fish skin. The man wore a dome shaped cap upon his head, slightly hiding his eyes. The man placed the orb in the center of the golden circle. As he set it down, it hovered over the circle, basking it in a red light. Then, the golden plate began to rotate clockwise.