Kokam feels the horrible priest's spell leave her limbs, leaving a nasty tingling sensation.
Glaring at the priest, Kokam sprints forward attacking with the vigor of one who was violated!
Attack= spear, two-handed : 20+7 = 27
Reaching the Priest, she leaps high bringing her spear down, impaling the unholy creature! Passing behind, she then spins and catches the back of it's head with a vicious kick!
With the Tide turning in their favor Stella kept her moonlight on the ghoulish priest while launching a ball of fire at any of the remaining ghouls still defiling the chapel with their presence.
The Ulfen warrior picks a door that one of the ghouls ran down and charges after it.
We're not done with you yet... don't run, you'll just die tired!
"We still have the angelic partier's helping." He points to the dancing angels around him sloshing flagons and swords.
Though she vaguely noticed a few of her friends exit the chapel, Stella stayed inside and slowly walked towards the destroyed altar. As she did, she gave the the chapel a more through review, hoping to garner some clues about the chapel's fall.
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"We still have the angelic partier's helping." He points to the dancing angels around him sloshing flagons and swords.
Roscoe follows Damon and Hal.
He rounds the corner, sees it running to a dead end and smiles. He shoves the dull iron blade into his belt and readies his spear to throw.
Finish this carrion off at a distance friend Damon... ghouls can affect and infect the living.
Heading towards the altar, Stella pondered what remedies she could quickly do to start purifying the Chapel. She knew their larger mission was more important and that she couldn't stay here long but didn't think she would be able to leave the chapel in it's current state either.
Kokam raised a hand and was about to call out to forestall the boys from running off, but saw Roscoe's rear exit the door before she could.
Deciding staying with Stella was more important, she remained with her friend, looking with disgust at the damage the ghouls had done to the once fine temple.
"Do you think it can be...redeemed, Stella" she asked of her friend.
"Do you think it can be...redeemed, Stella"
"I don't know... Whatever happened here has been going on for a long time. But hopefully we can think of something..." she replied thoughtfully to Kokam.
He reared back and threw his spear at the creature...
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And gave a grunt of satisfaction as it struck the undead in the guts. It screamed but in what would have been a near mortal wound on a normal man, it merely wrenched at the spear shaft as it glared at Hallvardr with hungry hate filled eyes.
The Viking drew again the black iron blade and hammered it against the edge of his shield to infuriate the monster as he stepped next to Damon.
Come now and hurry to meet your god!.
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Snarling, the ghoul rounded on the pair of warriors, the holy repulsion broken by the javelin's impact. Charging ahead and right onto Damon's blade with gnashing teeth and scrabbling claws, it pulled its way up the holy blade, preparing to rend the paladin before it expired.
Then, suddenly, its head separated from its shoulders in a high arc as Hallvardr's black blade sped through its neck impossibly quickly. The severed head landed dozens of feet away and rolled towards the edge of the cliff on the high plateau.
With a wry grin at his friend, Damon said, "Someone down there is in for a rude surprise when that thing lands," and put his foot on the headless body, kicking it off his blade. Wiping the ichor off of it on the ghoul's ragged clothing, Damon sheathed the blade and asked, "Shall we return and see how the ladies are doing?"
Kokam looked on with interest as Stella retrieved the item from the altar, but seeing the look on Stella's face, retreated to allow her friend some space.
As she did so she looked around at what the ghouls had done to the chapel, shaking her head at the enormity of what it would take to clean and re-consecrate the building.
Inspiration came to her, and she pulled out her pages and charcoal and quickly sketched a drawing of what the chapel could look like , or perhaps once looked like, with gleaming marble , intact statues , ardent and penitent worshippers....
Once finished, and she looked at the whole of what she'd drawn, and a tear fell from her eye as she looked down at her imagining of what was lost. Wiping her tear away, she approached Stella and wordlessly handed the drawing to her friend.
OOC: my internet went out yesterday afternoon, and it's still out. I had to come to the office to work today (???).
They're saying it should be fixed this afternoon so I intend to move things along later tonight.
Game on!
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While Stella pondered what to do with the temple, she remembered Sosiel’s advice and went to carefully check the altar. it did not take long for her to find something magically hidden from wicked eyes. She opened the compartment only to find a beautiful cloak that was somehow tarnished…
Remembering the times traveling with her parents during her youth, she was brought back to a memory of visiting a "Church of Desna". She had found the idea of one a bit odd as she had always been taught that most followers of Desna never stepped foot in - or had the need to step inside of - a Desnian church; usually content to travel or worship however they deemed appropriate. In certain parts of the world though or where travel wasn't a realistic option, permanent houses of worship were erected in their stead, each one strongly influenced by where it was built. The one she had seen was located near a metropolitan area, and to any follower of the Lady of Dreams, it was perhaps the ugliest and least "Desna" building any of them would ever see. Heavy and solid where it should've been light and airy, monotone where it should've been colorful and severe and serious where it should've been fun and full of life.
At first, Stella couldn't wrap her head around what she was seeing. By this point, she had been given Desna's favor and knew many of the rites, rituals and beliefs of her Goddess and the building represented the antithesis of that. She would soon come to discover an important lesson about the people of her faith that she would never forget.
Entering the temple, she looked to find it "slightly" less hideous than its exterior. While it still had most of the same elements that made her nauseous, she had to admit there were a "few" more colors sprinkled here and there. Approaching the altar to find the priest of the temple, a rather lax and portly man in robes much too formal lazing about, at the sight of her parents a wide grin spread across his face as he rose and moved towards them. Greeting them warmly, he began to exchange pleasantries with her parents until the prepubescent Stella interrupted and asked as only a child can, "Why does Desna even need a church and why is this building so ugly?" At that, the three adults looked to each other for a moment before bursting into laughter that only seemed to annoy Stella even more. Before she could get out a retort, the priest spoke up and said, "It really is Gods awful in here isn't it. I've been here for so many years now that I hardly even notice anymore. Thank you for reminding me young one." Pausing to remove his robes and reveal the colorful attire more typical of her order, he turned to her again and continued.
"To answer your question young one, the reason why it looks like this is because someone offered to pay to build this place; and because of that, they can design it anyway they please. It makes no matter to any of us how grand or ornate the place is - we leave that the followers of Abadar. No, just having a place is more than enough..." He added with a wink before walking back towards the altar. "And besides, having a building here and there is not the worst thing in the world. It gives us the opportunity to store and protect things that are precious to us." Stopping to call her over, she watched as the priest pointed towards an innocuous piece of stone within the altar before placing a now glowing hand to it, releasing a hidden latch with a soft "click". Pulling open a now unlocked secret compartment hidden within the altar, Stella watched with fascination as a small glow emerged from within revealing...
Back to the present, Stella, still in her Starry Form, found what she was looking for: a innocuous stone within the main altar. Touching her palm to it, she heard the familiar pop of the secret compartment below being unlocked and bent down to open it. Though not expecting anything to remain within, she nonetheless searched through it's dusty compartment only to be shocked by what she had discovered. Rather than finding manuscripts, small trinkets, gold or cobwebs, she instead found the most magnificent piece of clothing she had ever seen. While to the untrained eye it may have looked like a simple and faded midnight-colored cloak, to Stella, it was a treasure beyond measure. "It can't be..." she whispered to herself as she carefully ran her fingers over it. Maybe I've gone mad, but I swear it feels like this is made out of the literal night sky... Though something seems a bit off... she thought herself.
Continuing to examine the item, she turned to Kokam without lifting her eyes from it and asked, "I found something that survived in the altar. What does it look like to you?"
The overgrown hyper violent children return from their play, Hallvardr laughing...
One got a away... it may have friends. Let's go hunt it and it's other corpse eaters down.
The building north of here is unexplored.
@Fabian Did you get a chance to see the PM I sent you earlier regarding the cloak?
OOC: I did and have no issues with it. We may tweak the upper level powers but we'll cross that bridge when we get there.
Questions?
Game on!
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”Agreed,” said Damon, walking in behind the skald and rejoining the others, ”As much as I would like to drop everything and restore this chapel, our priority should be to destroy all the vestiges of evil in the entire complex. Then we can get help from our allies below to give the place a thorough cleaning—and perhaps a reconsecration from Sosiel—before we move on.”
Don't forget Aron told us there may be a cache of healing supplies... though MAY is the word. Said they'd be typically stashed in a secret compartment under the altar.
OOC: I did and have no issues with it. We may tweak the upper level powers but we'll cross that bridge when we get there.
Don't forget Aron told us there may be a cache of healing supplies... though MAY is the word. Said they'd be typically stashed in a secret compartment under the altar.
"Agreed, let's find whatever else is around here and destroy them quickly before they do more harm or try and warn anyone else."
Roscoe nods and begins to look around the altar.
Perform(draw): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Once finished, and she looked at the whole of what she'd drawn, and a tear fell from her eye as she looked down at her imagining of what was lost. Wiping her tear away, she approached Stella and wordlessly handed the drawing to her friend.
When Kokam approached with her drawing, Stella couldn't help but smile despite the unfortunate state of things around them. "It's beautiful Kokam," Stella commented as she examined it more closely. "Hopefully we can return it to something resembling this one day. Though the way things stand right now, that'll have to wait." Pausing for a moment as she looked down again at the cloak, she turned to the monk and shared, ""I found something that survived in the altar. Does it seem odd to you in any way?"
Kokam smiled at Stella, glad that she appreciated the gift, "I hope so , Stella, I really hope so too."
She took the cloak and held it up allowing the strange material to move and sway, "I've never seen the like....though my days as a seamstress are few and far between." she said, looking at Stella over its hood and collar, "But, if it was hidden here...it must be important." she said , handing it back to her friend. "It looks to be about your length, you should try it on!"
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Kokam nodded at the other's suggestion of continuing their exploration of the chapel. She turned towards the double doors, gesturing, "Through here perhaps..."
Sneak in and tell us what you see... And gods help anything that interrupts you. If you want to share, give us a call.
OOC: out of town weekend but I think I can move thing along...
Game on!
She took the cloak and held it up allowing the strange material to move and sway, "I've never seen the like....though my days as a seamstress are few and far between." she said, looking at Stella over its hood and collar, "But, if it was hidden here...it must be important." she said , handing it back to her friend. "It looks to be about your length, you should try it on!"
"I can't... at least not yet." Stella replied. "Something's wrong with it. It wouldn't be right until I figure out how to fix it..."
She took the cloak and held it up allowing the strange material to move and sway, "I've never seen the like....though my days as a seamstress are few and far between." she said, looking at Stella over its hood and collar, "But, if it was hidden here...it must be important." she said , handing it back to her friend. "It looks to be about your length, you should try it on!""I can't... at least not yet." Stella replied. "Something's wrong with it. It wouldn't be right until I figure out how to fix it..."
Kokam nodded, handing the garment back to Stella, "Well, you know more about that than I do...it is beautiful , though"
At the door, Kokam shared a look with each of her friends, then grasped the door so she could open it enough for her to slip inside...
Desna didn't want this place I'd suggest a cleansing fire, uncharacteristically sickened by the restrains in the meal areas. I'm definitely in favour of making sure we exterminate everything in here. Let's keep searching... bastards must be hiding.
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Moving into the room and cutting down the soldiers with his glowing sword, Damon eased them onto the ground. "Why do I always seem to be finding dead soldiers?" he said, thinking thankfully, "At least I didn't have to fight their undead corpses this time."
Looking up into the hole in the ceiling with the knotted rope hanging from it, Damon searched for any threats from that direction.
Once they had searched the room, he moved to the eastern door, ready to move on once the others were in place.
Desna didn't want this place I'd suggest a cleansing fire, uncharacteristically sickened by the restrains in the meal areas. I'm definitely in favour of making sure we exterminate everything in here. Let's keep searching... bastards must be hiding.
"You want to burn this place?!? Stella exclaimed in surprise to the Skald's comment, momentarily forgetting the sickening scene they had found themselves. "Even in it's current condition, I'm sure it can still be 'saved' somehow! Would you say the same if it were a place of Gorum?!?
And besides, burning down a church - especially one for Lady Luck - seems like foolish idea. That's how we end up with all the horses breaking their legs or some other disaster that we can ill afford. she added before signing in the air a few prayers of forgiveness (on the Viking's behalf).
Roscoe looked about the kitchen for supplies, [b]"Poor lads. We should lay them to rest or send there ashes to the wind.'{/b]
Gorums shrines are made of stones and weapons... doesn't really bother him, he says with a shrug. It was more about how profaned this place is though. Ignore it. I just want make sure the scum who corrupted this place are ended.
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"Iomedae, protect me," murmured Damon, invoking divine protection as he took in the mass of enemies in the room.
Stepping ahead to the southeast to make room for his companions, Damon draws Radiance and levels it at the demon ahead of him, saying, "So the defiler of Desna's temple is revealed. Time to take out the trash."