One of the three that entered the church takes a spot in the back row of pews, sits down, and begins to play a hauntingly beautiful flute solo. The notes resonate in the church's immaculate acoustics. Holding one of the large church doors open, Father Lucian nods to the human and looks on at the bronze dragonborn with the captivating melody. Just a moment passes before makes his exit; he says to the newcomers, "Pardon me, I will be right back. Please rest easy as this is a refuge for all." 

While this occurs, Rumble it's confronting the young man below. As the tabaxi puffs up and becomes more aggressive and menacing, the boy collects himself and lifts his old, rusty shovel like a club and raises it to defend himself. Before he goes to move, the door behind the two of you open, and the father makes an appearance. Questioning as he raises his hands, "Excuse me. Let us calm emotions and think rationally. What is transpiring?" 

Milijov shoulders his dirty shovels and roughly states, "Father, I was finishing up the grave for that stranger when this... creature snuck up on me in a frightening manner!"

Father Lucian looks over the two of you, sighs, and takes a step inside. "Please, take a moment, collect yourselves, and follow me to the church proper. I am certain we can be amicable in this holy place."

Ooc: As you're proficient, it would be the +4. Whenever you make a check or save that shows a black filled in circle on your character sheet will be your stat + proficiency. Love the music addition as well. 

Allen moves close and begins to pray "In your name I banish all lies and deceits, allow the truth to be free just as you free lost souls and guide them to their final resting place..." Allen cast Zone of Truth, as he finishes he realizes that more folks have come in. Seeing one of them he tries to recall where he's seen him. Pointing him out "You... weren't you one of the people in the organ harvester's wagon... Johnny I think." 

[Its a 15ft radius so it might have gotten the folks that came in.]

Kendall looks nervously back at the tiefling. "Organ harvester?" He throws a concerned glance to his companion in the recent wagon ride. "I don't know anything about that, and Johnny I am not. My name is Kendall, and I blew myself up. Again. Ah...nice to meet you, I guess."

itisko hesitates for a second at, “organ harvesters,” and, “I blew myself up.”  

Do you want to waste whatever time you have with that spell on us?

itisko continues playing, but now as he sends air into the flute, tiny sparks of lightning jump off his lips. He looks at Kendall with sympathy, amusement, and confusion. 

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Kendall looks nervously back at the tiefling. "Organ harvester?" He throws a concerned glance to his companion in the recent wagon ride. "I don't know anything about that, and Johnny I am not. My name is Kendall, and I blew myself up. Again. Ah...nice to meet you, I guess."

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Kendall looks nervously back at the tiefling. "Organ harvester?" He throws a concerned glance to his companion in the recent wagon ride. "I don't know anything about that, and Johnny I am not. My name is Kendall, and I blew myself up. Again. Ah...nice to meet you, I guess."

 “My apologizes must had confused you with someone else. This place is daunting at times.”

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itisko hesitates for a second at, “organ harvesters,” and, “I blew myself up.”  

Do you want to waste whatever time you have with that spell on us?

itisko continues playing, but now as he sends air into the flute, tiny sparks of lightning jump off his lips. He looks at Kendall with sympathy, amusement, and confusion. 

“Again my apologies for the inconvenience that You face, this spell effects everyone in its radius.”

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One of the three that entered the church takes a spot in the back row of pews, sits down, and begins to play a hauntingly beautiful flute solo. The notes resonate in the church's immaculate acoustics. Holding one of the large church doors open, Father Lucian nods to the human and looks on at the bronze dragonborn with the captivating melody. Just a moment passes before makes his exit; he says to the newcomers, "Pardon me, I will be right back. Please rest easy as this is a refuge for all." 

While this occurs, Rumble it's confronting the young man below. As the tabaxi puffs up and becomes more aggressive and menacing, the boy collects himself and lifts his old, rusty shovel like a club and raises it to defend himself. Before he goes to move, the door behind the two of you open, and the father makes an appearance. Questioning as he raises his hands, "Excuse me. Let us calm emotions and think rationally. What is transpiring?" 

Milijov shoulders his dirty shovels and roughly states, "Father, I was finishing up the grave for that stranger when this... creature snuck up on me in a frightening manner!"

Father Lucian looks over the two of you, sighs, and takes a step inside. "Please, take a moment, collect yourselves, and follow me to the church proper. I am certain we can be amicable in this holy place."

Everyone who comes in feels a wave of clerical energy. It complies you to tell the truth. As the young man with the bandanna comes in Allan will ask “Is this the young man father Lucian?” As soon as Lucian response with a yes Allen cast Bane on the young man. “Now young Milijov, it’s time. Father Lucian tells me your a hard worker, I made a promise with him and to my god. I will not hurt you in anyway physical but you will feel weak in resistance of these clerical energies. Now tell me did you steal the bones that protect this place?”

[If you wish you can fail the save but if you don’t I need everyone to make charisma saving throws DC 12. Also if Milijov fails his first save he has minus 1d4 on all saves and attacks.]

charisma save: 2

As Allen beseeches his goddess, completing his spell, black as night feathers materialize and stay suspended at various intervals around him in a 30ft diameter. A line of them stand upended on their quills along the circumference. Both Ireena and Ismark kneel, offering prayers to the Dawnfather and willingly succumb to the spell. They rise and take a seat at the front pew. As for the rest of those inside, the energy doesn't seem to be aggressive, and the two humans next to the tiefling willingly seemed to accept it.

Moments later, Father Lucian escorts Milijov from the back and into the church proper through the front doors. Feeling the holy energy, he places hands on Milivoj and forces the boy to kneel with him as he states, "We bow before the holy light before us. We have been given word of safety." 

They rise, Milijov forced up by the father, and he confirms. "Yes, this is Milijov." Allen casts Bane on the boy who recoils as transparent feather flies towards him and fades before it reaches him. As he steps forward into the church farther, guided by the father, he enters the Zone and succumbs to its power. He looks around the church at the assembled and down to the floor. 

Milijov attempts to speak falsity, but he finds himself unable to do so and holds his throat in fear. With a press on the shoulder, a reassurance by Father Lucian, he takes a deep breath and admits. "Yes. I did. I stole them, but I did not do so out of malice." His eyes tear up as he continues, "I sold them to Henrick van der Voort, the coffin maker so that I could get medicine for my sick younger brother and sisters. Honest! They're dying, and I'm all they have in this world! I didn't want to, but I don't have any other options. The Dawnfather had abandoned this land and ask who inhabit it!"

Father Lucian looks less surprised and more ashamed and saddened by this young man's actions. "My boy, know I love you and will never abandon you. Never." The father holds the boy in a loving embrace and takes a moment of silence.

Allen, while it may have taken you by surprise at first, the human that entered was not Johnny. However, you do recall something eerily familiar with the man who abruptly left after entering the church. Something about his gaudy colours and decadent clothing stands out in your memory. 

Milijov Cha Save: 18 

Milijov Cha Save#2: 11 

Allen will continue with the questioning “Where is this Henrick van der Voort at, if we can get those bones then this place can regain its integrity as a safe haven from the darkness.” 

Allen will look at the two the Dragonborn and the other human(?) that joined and are watching the “confessions”.

[Would it be okay to get an actual description of the two new players for the audience.]

Noticing the tiefling looking at him stops playing, the static still bouncing through the air, and says, "I am Itisko Mystan." Itisko stands at 6' 10" but a little on the leaner side. Bronze scales with spines that resemble dreads off his head are protected by a tin-grey set of scale mail, blood-red cummerbund, and a white capelet around the neck. On his back, he has a double-bladed scimitar, but most noticeably he has burn marks running down his arms. The burn marks running in lines, resembling the shape of veins or the branches of trees. 

Kendall is leaning against a pew and looking generally nervous. He occasionally stares into the middle distance and fidgets a little before coming back to himself after a few seconds. When he's paying attention, he tends to look at the speaker's mouth instead of their eyes.

If there were a standard for what an archetypal human male looked like, Kendall would be the poster child. He's dressed in dun colored robes, tied at the waist with simple rope. He is of average height and build, and has short dark hair, a forgettable voice, and unremarkable features save for hetero-chromatic eyes; one  the color of a clear, perfect blue sky and the other the color of grey storm clouds, just starting to grow heavy and dark. Someone looking for more than a glance could see a leather thong around his neck that disappears into the front of his robes, and the slight bulges of several full pockets in his plain attire.

Rumble shrugs and enters the church. As he does so he instinctually identifies the nearest and most efficient escape route/ exit aside from the main entrance. 
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The young lad stays silent until Father Lucian grips the boy's shoulders. With a grimace, Milijov answers the question, "Ah, yes. He should be in his coffin shop. He's the local coffin maker he is, and I haven't seen him since I gave him the remains. It's across the town, but follow the main road, and you can't miss it." The boy looks around at the group, nervous, but you know his words to be true.

Rumble, besides the two main doors, the windows would be the only other exits, if you had to make quick egress. 

“I see, I am sorry we had to use such measures, but I promised we would find sanctuary for this young woman.Is there anything else you can tell us about this coffee maker?”

Looking at the Dragonborn “What say you? Would you be willing to help us reclaim the sacred relics from the Coffin maker? Without those bones this village’s only sanctuary is penetrable by the evil that rules these lands.” 

"There is a lot of vondur in these lands. Which do you refer to?" Itisko looks towards the back of the church where Iarno ran off to. A sense of mild frustration comes over him, but he sighs and shakes his head. "I... suppose it doesn't matter at this point. My sjef has decided he's better off hiding in the back of a church than with me." 

He turns to Kendall. "Sprengjumaður, what are you going to do? Our mutual friend has no desire to be with us any longer." 

(Ooc: vondur means evil; sjef means manager; Sprengjumaður means bomb man)

Milijov pauses, bites his lip, and looks around the church before continuing. With a sigh, he quietly answers, "I get a bad feeling when Henrick is around. He's rather sullen, yet he's somehow alluring in ways I can't put my finger on. Aside from that, he keeps to himself and does his business. He is a coffin maker, after all."

(Ooc: is there a woman in the room with the tiefling? Trying to gather what Itisko is seeing right now.)

Ooc: PBPs can move slow, especially when I run. Please allow me to set the scene again.

Inside this church which has seen better days, is a centuries-old stone floor with well worn pews that line the main area. Breaking against the gray stone are beautiful stain glass windows depicting the sun, priests, and things not like this land. At the foremost end of the church is a lecturn, and behind it is a polished symbol of the sun. Just in front of this area is a human man who looks like a Highlander, a human man in heavy armour, and a frail and blue tiefling mostly obscured by a cloak. Sitting with their backs to the church's entrance sits at the front pew a beautiful woman with raven black hair and a man with blonde hair. 

Near the center of the pews stands before the tiefling is a priestly figure who looks withered and aged, and he's brought in a young and dirty teenager. In a wide radius around the tiefling is a magnificent area with pitch black feathers that are suspended in the air and also stand on end around the circumference. Nearest the entrance is yourself at the back pews, the human man you entered with, and a tabaxi that just came in. 

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"There is a lot of vondur in these lands. Which do you refer to?" Itisko looks towards the back of the church where Iarno ran off to. A sense of mild frustration comes over him, but he sighs and shakes his head. "I... suppose it doesn't matter at this point. My sjef has decided he's better off hiding in the back of a church than with me." 

He turns to Kendall. "Sprengjumaður, what are you going to do? Our mutual friend has no desire to be with us any longer." 

(Ooc: vondur means evil; sjef means manager; Sprengjumaður means bomb man)

Kendall appears to focus on Itisko, but doesn't make eye contact until after the dragonborn has finished speaking. He says, "Friend is a bit of a strong term, especially if he's brought us to a place like this." He looks around for moment, taking in the gaggle of strangers and the suspended feathers. His eyes lose focus for a second as he turns back to Itisko. "Sure does seem interesting though, and you lot look a sight tougher than my sorry self! And tougher than Iarno there, too. If I had to pick, I'd say there's strength in numbers. Just...don't stick too close to me. My magic's got a mind of it's own, on occasion." He starts to chuckle and then seems to catch himself, shuffling nervously in place and dropping his gaze to the floor.

Itisko looks at Kendall with immense amusement. "I might know what you mean. Well then Sprengja, if there is no business left with Iarno, let's leave."

Itisko turns to Allen. "So you're looking for some... bones... to keep the land safe from, evil? And to provide security for a woman?"