[Wisdom save: 1] 

The human looks at Arliden with tears in his eyes as the insult reminds him that he did flunk out of school. "Words is hard to comprehensile!" he shouts as the tears stream down his face.  

Fjordix, you're up.

Fjordix rushes one of the robed cultists who were not wearing a mask, raising his glaive and bringing it down in a heavy slashing motion (attack: 19 for 21 slashing damage)

EDIT: Critical Hit! Extra damage 10

The robed man doesn't even attempt to avoid Fjordix's glaive as it crushes his skull. 

Both of the humans who were wearing armor under their robes are down for the count, leaving one cultist laughing hysterically on the ground.

[If you wish to end combat (and going in initiative order), you can do so. Otherwise, it's Monk-E 's turn, and he has a prone target at his feet.]

[Just a quick reminder that Rex shouted to leave the laughing one alive so we could interrogate him]

Monk-E picks up the cultist and stands him up, keeping the laughing fool's arms and hands bound behind him so he can't escape.  Looking to his fellow adventurers, Monk-E asks, "What shall we do with this one?"

"I have an idea," Rex slaps him across the face. "Listen up! Tell me everything you know about your operation and this 'one in purple.' Otherwise..." Rex levels a finger to his head, then traces it down to his knee, "I can do much worse than incite a few giggles..." [He would like to make an intimidation check! 17]

 Arliden  also moves to stand beside Rex, getting closer to the cultist. [OOC:  he's trying to both make sure the cultist couldn't get away by blocking his path, and provide any needed back up to Rex's intimidation, or further persuasion checks. He is a bard after all.]

The cultist stops laughing immediately and begins telling you everything he knows about Frulam Mondath, the Wearer of Purple for the nearest cell of the Cult. The only new information (other than her name) is that she has been working with a half dragon named Langdedrosa Cyanwrath. 

Rex squints and lets out a snort from his nostrils, “Great. So, Frulam is working with a half-dragon, eh? With a name like ‘Cyanwrath,’ not much is left to the imagination...” Rex gets up close to the cultist, and flips his mask off like a baseball cap, just so that he can really get a good look at Rex, who is pretty much nose-to-snout with him, “And where exactly would we be able to find them? Answer carefully now, because remember, you’re speaking to the prophet of dragonkind here.”

The cultist looks even more shaken as you get in his face. He stays soaking faster and says, "Here. They're here. Well, not here, here. But they're in Greenest. Somewhere. I don't know where. But they're somewhere here." 

Fjordix growled as he kept an eye out for any enemies who might approach the scene. He also kept a watchful eye towards the sky, he knew first hand what destruction Dragons could bring, and he did not want to be caught off guard. His hands gripped tighter on his weapon's hilt as memories resurfaced, he spun to face Rex and the cultist, "Either put that dog down or secure him, we need to move"

Rex nods at Fjordix and turns back to the cultist. Placing a claw under the cultist’s chin, Rex growls, “I’m going to make you the same offer I made one of your pals. Leave, never come back, and I won’t count you among those that defy the will of Io. I want to unite dragonkind, doesn’t that sound nice? Lemme tell you, anyone who gets in my way... well, like I said before, I can do much worse than laughter. So run along before I change my mind.” (Intimidation if needed! 13)

[Not my best work... If he doesn’t listen, I remove his head with a point blank eldritch blast]

The cults gulps, nods, and takes off. 

Would you like to continue toward the temple?

During Rex's conversation with the living cultist Arliden would like to rummage through the other two cultists bodies. 

Then vote to continue towards the temple 

Rex cracks his knuckles, “Well, let’s get moving. No time to waste.” and sets off toward the temple.

Fjordix follows close behind Rex, keeping his eyes darting left and right along their path hoping to prevent any ambushes from taking place. 

[The fallen cultists have spears, chain shirts, and shields on them. Nothing else noteworthy]

You all continue on to the temple. Make Perception checks. 

Arliden Perception: 19

Rex Perception! 1

[Only Rex and Arliden are looking around?]

[Edit: Apparently so.]