Aeneas feels pretty confident that there's nothing wrong with the food. Not that it is completely unexpected, Kruphix doesn't answer Aeneas's prayer, this time.

The three of you eat your food, talk, relive the fight from earlier and make some loose plans for the following day. Damara spends the evening in quiet solitude. 

The sun crested the horizon about 45 minutes ago. There's still a bit of dew from the cool night on the ground and the scent of water in the air. There's a slight chill on the breeze at this time of the morning pretty much all year long. The skies are turning blue and the activity in town is low. So, if you all want to meet up the following morning what would you like to be doing? 

Damara, having finished her breakfast and watched the sun rise, puts her cleaned bandages on and sets out to get a new shirt now that the sun is up, though first she heads to Neskaryn's shop.

Damara arrives at Neskaryn's shop as he is unlocking the front door. Hearing her approach, he pauses fiddling with the lock to glance ever so slightly over his shoulder at who approaches. He says, "Ah. It's you. Good morning."

Damara nods to the Leonin, greeting him quietly in his language. "Good morning." She flexes her fingers a bit. "How are, you?"

Caradoc isn’t really sure what to do

While Damara is talking to Neskaryn the sky turns from the clear purple-blue of the sunrise to the twinkling of the nyx. The clouds vanish, and in the middle of town, a circular portal of purple light, fog, and mist swirls into existence. Out of the portal steps a large ram. Currently, it looks like the ram seems confused and disoriented. As you would expect, people from the town are starting to cautiously make their way to the center of town to see what is going on. 

Looking to the sky, Neskaryn says to Damara, "Remember what I told you about nyx-born creatures? The gods are moving. If you are who I think you are, then you and the group of misfits you've found yourself with will need to heed their call. Get your hands on the fleece of that animal, and I will turn it into a tool for you to use to follow the gods."

This is what the ram that stepped through the portal looks like

Aeneas being out and about on his quick morning run is already heading back when he sees the sky changing color and becoming the Nyx.  He chooses to meet with the others after getting a bit of a closer look at what is going on.

Damara sighs, nodding, and begins to make her way toward the ram.

Before Damara heads off, Neskaryn says, "Hold up." Then, he goes through the bag that is strung over his shoulder until he brings out Damara's shirt. "Here. Don't ask. I got it from one of the guards last night and I thought you might want it back." He tosses it to her and turns back to opening up his shop.

Moneo heads to the town center, not wanting to miss out on being a part of what might one day become another chapter to an epic tale. He sees Aeneas and walks slowly towards him while his attention is mostly on the surroundings and the giant (not literally) ram and the portal it just came out of.

((I'll wait for Caradoc before moving any further.))

Caradoc will follow Moneo

With a crowd forming around the center and you all being in the front of the crowd, the ram turns to you all, specifically.

Moneo needs to make a WIS save: 9

You don't know exactly what happened, but Moneo appears to be floating an inch off of the ground, paralyzed.

Before any of you have a chance to react, Moneo flies forward and along with the ram, he disappears into my portal. You see a bright flash of light, a crack of lightning, and the surprised gasps of the crowd. The sky has returned to normal and you hear a disembodied voice say as it fades into the breeze, "If you want to see him alive again, come and get him."

You're left there with an empty space in the crowd where Moneo used to be, the confused murmurings of the crowd that's on the cusp of panic, and a swirling portal that looks like it might be closing slowly.

((From before.)) Damara looks at the cleaned, patched shirt and puts a fist to her chest, giving Neskaryn a stiff but earnest bow in thanks, before putting it on and making her way toward the Ram.

((Currently)) Damara looks to the others, giving Aeneas and Caradoc a nod, "We have been, invited." She says, then takes her blade in hand and simply walks into the portal.

Caradoc sees Moneo drawn in and wakes up, charging into the portal

The group rushes through the portal, which disappears once you're through it. Once you settle, you begin to look around and you see that you're standing at the bottom of a ravine that has numerous pathways to follow. The floor is smooth gray stone, and the walls are a dark color rough stone. There is no foliage around and the sky is dark like night with twinkling stars. You can see the purple cloud of a nebula and the creamy white line of stars that make up an arm of the galaxy you're in. A stone ramp ascends towards the north wall, and someone has scrawled "No, I said it had eleven eyes" on the west wall. 

Caradoc tugs his armor into place, then draws his crossbow.

“Ready as I’ll be. Would’ve very much liked a coffee this morning.”

He nods to Damara and Aeneas. “Any direction you choose. I’ll watch for trouble, you track this ram trash.”

Damara nods, looking around for any trace of the rams passing.

Perception: 5

Survival: 17

Investigation: 18

Given the smooth, but not polished stone surface of the floor, Damara isn't able to pick up any tracks. 

Sighing a bit, Damara looks around once more, before pointing to the ramp. "Up is, usually good. Highground, if nothing else."

Caradoc moves to watch their backs so Damara and Aeneas can lead.