(OOC - BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA - I laughed out loud at that - thanks filcat - good ol cousin Sheechu always telling stories to anyone who will listen)

"At least we'd be doing more than standing around trying to piece together a riddle with no clues. This is frustrating; I just want to find this thing and help Ren and all the others. And I am quite handy with a blade..." Rawly pauses and looks down at the ground, "...the only thing I do that's worthwhile." 

((OOG That second cousin lmao so meta...lol )) 

"Well den maybe we find our guide and 'elp 'er with 'er problem, maybe along dey way we will find a clue"

Hellmuth is tired of talking - he's going to head to the Temple of Savras and see if this Grand Father Zitembe fella might have any more ideas where a magical soul sucking stone might be hiding

The Temple of Savras is a quite old stone building, circular in shape. Ball crystals and eye symbols are the dominant features. Hellmuth sees what he could guess is Grandfather Zitembe, an old but wise-looking Chultan, arguing with three men. These are of Thetyrian heritage, black dressed and with a lot of blades on their belt.

At some point, the shady men seem to offer some payment to Grandfather, but he strongly refuses. At the sight of the tiefling party, the shady men give up and take their leave.

Lyorna follows behind Hellmuth, noticing the three men she takes a vial from her pouch of black liquid and sips it, says a few words in an archaic language, and then returns the bottle to her pouch. 

OOC:  Casting False Life as an invocation.

Hellmuth will patiently wait for the shady men to leave and for Father Zitembe to acknowledge them before approaching.

"May Kelemvor look favorably up your soul ven it comes time for judgement Father..."  and bows reverently 

"And you, my friend. What can I do for a follower of the Lord of the Dead?" Grandfather asks while bowing back to Hellmuth.

"Mein companions und I haffe traveled to Chult on behalf of ein benefactor who is afflicted vith zee death curze und visches us to find und destroy zee zource of zee curze, zomething called zee Zoulmonger. As ein practicioner of magic und ein follover of Savras, ve vere hoping you might haffe zome inzight on vere ve may begin looking for zis magical object."

(OOC - hopefully that is understandable hehe - I can always drop the typed accent if its getting to be a pain)

OOC LOL, no worries, it is clear

"A noble cause, but I find hard to believe that the death curse has anything to do with Chult. Are you sure that this Soulmonger is something you can find here?"

OOC Hellmuth can do a Persuasion check

[Persuasion: 6]

"I see. I feel something. Something that connects you to Chult. Give me some time to consult the guides. You can come back tomorrow."

"Perhaps you are mistaken Father, I haffe never been to Chult in mein life.  I am zure however, at least one of us can return tomorrow. Speaking about guides, ve are alzo in zearch of one to lead us through zee jungles, perhaps you haffe zome you trust?"

"Perhaps there is a connection of which you are not aware. At any rate, I would trust Eku with my life. If you haven't met her yet, I am sure she is drinking some tea at Kaya's."

(OOC - Eku was the snooping old lady at the bar correct? I don't like her)

"Fair enough, may zee scales of life be ever balanced in your favor." and with that Hellmuth will bow and head over to the rest of the party

"Father Zitembe said to return tomorrow, he may haffe zome informazion for us then..."

(OOC - of course I'm making assumptions here since I really never clarified that I was talking to Grandfather Zitembe hehe - oh well still no closer to figuring out where to go yet - anyone else have some ideas? )

OOC Yes

OOG Counter-point: No...lol jk jk... 

"I have no more ideas other than hitting the bricks and making some baddies cry for their mommies," Rawly says with a smirk. He keeps eyeing Nemaia, not in a creepy way; just keeping his eyes on her. He couldn't help but wonder what she is like in the heat of...battle. Yes, battle. He bet she was grand. "I am interested in checking out the Temple of Sune." Rawly looks up and sees the floating roof of the temple. "I bet it's wonderful, and Nemaia will fit right in."

"Sune is the goddess of beauty, surely you can understand why you would fit right in," He grins, it's cheesy and toothy, but well-meaning.