"And look who has returned to our fold." announces Sandralane from beside the doorway before Allisa Partrician limps her way in leaning upon Ser Earnest Daye.
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Serena's lich easily sidesteps the attack.
"In this, our time of need, please grant your servants your strength, Dawnflower." Sandralane reaches out and grasps Serena firmly on the shoulder. Serena feels the warmth and strength of Sarenrae flow through her from that touch.
Sandralane calls upon the light of the Dawnflower and from the golden symbol of Sarenrae in her hands a beam of pure sunlight shoots forth at the lich from the mirror.
Szam seems to feel that and screams in pain and anger.
Serena pushes forward into the room upon feeling the healing energies wash over her, her scimitar drawn. She strikes at the lich before the mirror.
Sandralane looks determinedly at Serena and says "You will not go in alone." Longtooth looks at both women as if they are insane. With a nod, Sandralane flings open the doors for Serena and bounds in at her side. The paladin's curved blade ruins what was probably a very nice cape on the lich who just stares at Serene from eyeless sockets that burn with pin-pricks of red ghostlight, like a pair of horrible will o' the wisps. Serena's attention is drawn beyond the lich's ruined cape that flaps in breeze originating from the mirror to the image within. Inside the Mirror of CR17, Serene can see a blue sky and white clouds floating by at eye-level through what looks like a stone balcony doorway just on the other side of a small chamber that somehow lies through the looking glass.
"The Reverend Mother is correct. We have been dancing to our host's music thus far. We need to change the tune."
"We just appeared inside the vault and quickly realized there was very little breathable air inside. And you?"
"Is anyone injured?" asks the cleric from Rahadoum.
Sandralane of Rahadoum,
He approaches Sandralane with a little reverence and asks for her terms, any money matters will be brought before the group but he wants to hear her out Sandralane by comparison seems distracted by something. "Hm? Well, I had thought of building a grand shrine to the Dawnflower here on the edge of the forest near the plains and between the supply outpost* on the Brevic border and the bandit fort everyone is fighting over." :
She seems to purposefully avoiding Serena.
"Hurried escapes are par for the course among the faithful of Rahadoum, I am sorry to say." says Sandralane to Serena in response to Longtooth.
Serena greets each noble in turn, showing deference where required. "AH! My northern sister! It is good to see you again. You are like the sun itself in these cloudy lands!" says Sandralane as she rushes over to give the (other) pale half-elf a hug. "Mother Hellana Vorst, this is my sister Sarenite, Serena. We briefly met in Restov several weeks back. Serena this is Mother Vorst an adherent of the Lady of Mysteries, Pharasma."
"Is there someone outside?" "What?"
"We won't be following Rahadoum's path at least." "It is good to hear. Perhaps I can bring Sarenrae's teaching to the lands you have opened to settle. I, and several other 'heroes' as the Lord Mayor and the Magister of Restov call us, are here from other lands to forge small domains amid the Stolen Lands in return for funds to help start the endeavor."
Sandralane introduces herself and Mother Vorst. The Holy Mother is apparently the representative of the Pharasman church in Brevoy and is here to see to it that her flock may thrive in the newly opened lands to the south and west. Sandralane herself is here to help fund the endeavor to reclaim the Stolen Land for Brevoy, and found a religious center dedicated to the Dawnflower, Sarenrae, a goddess whose worship is not often seen (aside from Serena) in the overcast northern lands.
Illthir and Alia head out to the bathhouse*, a large stone building built into the side of the keep walls, near the well. There are two women already there, one of whom you recognize form Restov, Sandralane of Rahadoum. "Hello." she says looking up from dousing her long, straight black with an clay ewer. * Similar to the ladies' washroom in Much Ado About Nothing, though perhaps better lit.
Serena does likewise before approaching the woman. "It has been long since I have seen another worshipper of the Dawnflower. I am Serena Mistcastle. Whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?" The woman looks back Serena at first confused and then she smiles a radiant smile and says "I am Sandralane of Rahadoum. Likewise I did not expect to find other adherents of the Dawnflower in gray lands such as these." Knowledge (history) DC 12: Rahadoum (a desert nation from the southern continent of Garund) is only really know to Serena because of the Oath Wars that were fought there thousands of years ago.
Serena notes a woman exiting a carriage along near an intersection of streets. She steps out of the shadows of the surround buildings in the dusklight and into the intersection near its small central fountain. The woman's sun-tanned skin and night-black hair is enough to make her stand out here in Brevoy. But it is her blue and gold garments cut in such a foreign way and the symbol of the Dawnflower that sits upon her breast that draws Serene's attention. The sun's red-gold light turns the gold symbol dazzling for a moment as the woman kneels down for evening prayer--to give thanks for the day that was to the Healing Flame and the westering sun.
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