Willeren drops down with a look of concern, pulling Dril's wounded body from Ava and cradling him. "Uhm... well yes I suppose you can stay in the clergy quarters, out back through that door. I'd clean it up for you but, your friend is far to close to the grave, you'll have to make due." The door she references is in the back right corner of the sanctuary. At Liafial's offering she politely shakes her head. "Your generosity is unheard of here. Keep it, I feel it will help you on your journey to meet your fate. With what you've given already, I can renovate the entire church! Now go, rest, I'll bring your friend out soon." With that, she turns and takes Dril up to the altar, laying him down and dressing his wounds while murmuring prayers to the Raven Queen.
(unless there's anything y'all wanna do beforehand, this will be a long rest)
"I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm ready to call it a night."
"Its been along day, we have travelled through 3 different planes of existence, almost had out memory's wiped, and almost died to...whatever those things in the forest were."
Thallanheads in the direction of the clergy quarters, as indicated by Willeren, to bed down for some rest.
Through the back door, you all once again are plunged into darkness. Through the light of your magic, or a lantern brought from inside, you can see a large graveyard stretching back to the very edge of the cliffs. To your surprise, all of these graves are raised: little structures of simply carved stone, decorated with stone statues of ravens. One pathway through the graves leads off to one side, to a small building you assume must be the quarters she mentioned. There are three bunk beds inside, as well as a bunch of random boxes and things, all of which are covered in a thick layer of dust. It's clear this room hasn't been used in quite a while, and serves mostly as storage now. Despite this, it's certainly more comfortable than sleeping in your magic tent in the gloom outside, and after your exhausting experience, you all fall fast asleep.
In the morning, dull grey light filters in through the windows. Dril has rejoined you, looking much better and with bandages wrapped around his torso. This rest was well needed, and it will be difficult to leave the relative safety of Willeren's church for the certain danger that lies beyond, but you have a job to do.
"I want to apologise if Thallan was getting a bit dark last night. I think the darkness and a long day, was getting to him."
Bramsee's Dril,
"Oh, good to see you back on your feet my friend. This place is definitely going to keep us on our toes. We are going to need everyone in tip top shape, I think."
"Ava, shell we see if we can find the bounders office? See if we cant get back on the trial of your father."
Bram's stomach grumbles a little,
"Breakfast! I need food!"
Bramstrides out the door to take a look around the town, looking for an inn or the like.
Clermar wakes up stretching and crackling his joints. He sees Dril back and nods to him. After Bram gets up and to the door he'll say, "Uh, Bram? Do you think the people here might wonder were Thallan went? and who you are?"
"We met 3 people, and i'm not sure Willeren would even be sure of everyone who was in our group."
"If the guards we met have questions, I can always go and find Thallan for them."
Bramwinks at Clermaras he talks about findingThallan.
"I really just needed someone with a more optimistic out look, to combat the pervasive pessimism of this, well, this whole world, as far as I can tell."
Bram: It's hard to get a good look at a town from this vantage on the edge of it, but you did see what looked like a tavern in the town square. What you do notice as you open the door is a covered basket just outside. The scent of fresh baked bread drifts up from it.
Drill is feeling physically better but his disposition has changed. He seems a bit more reserved and internally drawn. He offers little more than short responses to his friend's greetings and he is mostly gazing off toward the barren landscape.
Thallan's eye go wide at the size of the pile of coins Ava hands to the priestess, but he keeps his thoughts to himself.
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Clermar also stares agape at the mass of gold Ava presented. He catches himself a bit and whispers to Thallan, "Do you think that's for all of us?"
Thallan whispers back to Clermar,
"I'm not in need of any healing services at this point, so I don't feel the need to donate anything."
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Watching the exchange, Dril is overcome with guilt. Compounded with his wounds, he collapses to the ground near the Teifling's feat.
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Ava's knee jerk reaction to Dril's losing consciousness is to reach down after him as he falls, then attempting to sit him up on the ground.
"Yes, as Liafial said. Is there a place in this temple for us to rest while you see to our companion?"
Willeren drops down with a look of concern, pulling Dril's wounded body from Ava and cradling him. "Uhm... well yes I suppose you can stay in the clergy quarters, out back through that door. I'd clean it up for you but, your friend is far to close to the grave, you'll have to make due." The door she references is in the back right corner of the sanctuary. At Liafial's offering she politely shakes her head. "Your generosity is unheard of here. Keep it, I feel it will help you on your journey to meet your fate. With what you've given already, I can renovate the entire church! Now go, rest, I'll bring your friend out soon." With that, she turns and takes Dril up to the altar, laying him down and dressing his wounds while murmuring prayers to the Raven Queen.
(unless there's anything y'all wanna do beforehand, this will be a long rest)
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Thallan stretches his arms and back,
"I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm ready to call it a night."
"Its been along day, we have travelled through 3 different planes of existence, almost had out memory's wiped, and almost died to...whatever those things in the forest were."
Thallan heads in the direction of the clergy quarters, as indicated by Willeren, to bed down for some rest.
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Clermar will follow, looking fairly exhausted.
Nean raises his head as a farewell. Quietly nodding to Thallans words, he will follow over to the quarters.
Ospos goes to sleep as well.
Through the back door, you all once again are plunged into darkness. Through the light of your magic, or a lantern brought from inside, you can see a large graveyard stretching back to the very edge of the cliffs. To your surprise, all of these graves are raised: little structures of simply carved stone, decorated with stone statues of ravens. One pathway through the graves leads off to one side, to a small building you assume must be the quarters she mentioned. There are three bunk beds inside, as well as a bunch of random boxes and things, all of which are covered in a thick layer of dust. It's clear this room hasn't been used in quite a while, and serves mostly as storage now. Despite this, it's certainly more comfortable than sleeping in your magic tent in the gloom outside, and after your exhausting experience, you all fall fast asleep.
In the morning, dull grey light filters in through the windows. Dril has rejoined you, looking much better and with bandages wrapped around his torso. This rest was well needed, and it will be difficult to leave the relative safety of Willeren's church for the certain danger that lies beyond, but you have a job to do.
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As Void awakes, he takes on the form of Bram,
"So they do have light in this place, wonderful."
Bram beams with a smile as he stretches.
"I want to apologise if Thallan was getting a bit dark last night. I think the darkness and a long day, was getting to him."
Bram see's Dril,
"Oh, good to see you back on your feet my friend. This place is definitely going to keep us on our toes. We are going to need everyone in tip top shape, I think."
"Ava, shell we see if we can find the bounders office? See if we cant get back on the trial of your father."
Bram's stomach grumbles a little,
"Breakfast! I need food!"
Bram strides out the door to take a look around the town, looking for an inn or the like.
Perception check to scan the town: 22
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Clermar wakes up stretching and crackling his joints. He sees Dril back and nods to him. After Bram gets up and to the door he'll say, "Uh, Bram? Do you think the people here might wonder were Thallan went? and who you are?"
Bram turns back at Clermar's question.
"We met 3 people, and i'm not sure Willeren would even be sure of everyone who was in our group."
"If the guards we met have questions, I can always go and find Thallan for them."
Bram winks at Clermar as he talks about finding Thallan.
"I really just needed someone with a more optimistic out look, to combat the pervasive pessimism of this, well, this whole world, as far as I can tell."
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Knox | Warforged | Cleric | Shadowthorn's Out of the Abyss
Bram: It's hard to get a good look at a town from this vantage on the edge of it, but you did see what looked like a tavern in the town square. What you do notice as you open the door is a covered basket just outside. The scent of fresh baked bread drifts up from it.
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"Oooww what do we have here?"
Bram reaches down and picks up the basket bring it inside to his friends.
Bram uncovers the basket taking a deep breath through his nose to enjoy the wonderful smell.
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Bram: Inside the basket you warm bread, smoked sausage and cheese. It's all very simple, but still comforting.
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"Maybe my first impressions of this place were not completely accurate."
Bram starts to take the food out of the basket and hand it to his friends.
"Here lets have some fresh warm breakfast."
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Drill is feeling physically better but his disposition has changed. He seems a bit more reserved and internally drawn. He offers little more than short responses to his friend's greetings and he is mostly gazing off toward the barren landscape.
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Ava wakes up to Bram's offerings of food, which she gladly accepts, after realizing that she hadn't eaten much the days before.
"Good morning everyone! It's wonderful to see you out and about Bram! How are we all doing today?"