<div class="floatright">(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/ID-100230335_zpswp4fgb0z.jpg)</div><strong>Charlotte (wearing black robe and sandals), Elder Amphelice, High Priest Yahir<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Newgate city - Banquet Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> All PCs <br/></strong><hr/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The High Priest answered, "It is rare but not unheard of. Clearly they have offended Ackaedes in some way."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12906619#msg12906619">Quote from: Zaer Darkwail on 15-01-2017, 04:26:32</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">On priests words he replied in angry tone; "Well, I very gladly want know later what would count offending your god if the results would be like this then!"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The High Priest gave a short smile and nodded at Tim.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12907066#msg12907066">Quote from: Silver Phoenix on 15-01-2017, 09:30:47</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Had they?  Sam didn't recall any rules being set upon their behaviours since they came that proscribed action or thought, which made the line sound all the more sanctimonious.  Of course, this was a fantastic world, and the gods - or at least, god - probably did exist.  In which case, the deity was scumbag for having done so.  Either way, Sam's perceptions of the holy order hadn't improved; rather, his suspicions were only deepening and his anger growing.  His hand felt tight, as though there were great pressure inside waiting to burst.<br/><br/>It was the first time he had gotten a shock since coming here, to notice <div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ghostly blue fires</div><div class="spoiler_body">Early, unconscious manifestation<br/>of <em>chill touch</em> cantrip.</div></div> dancing coldly around his hand that taken a thin, emaciated, almost skeletal look.  As quickly as he saw it, he gave the limb a vigorous shake and it was gone.  Breathing unsteadily, he forced his attention back to the problem at hand, something likely to be easier to figure out than the oddity that had just transpired.<br/><br/>"I don't think there's a need for all of us to blunder around," he noted gently, though he glanced at the High Priest with colder eyes.  "Assuming that the murderer is a person or two, I don't think they'd hang around after the outcry poor Valana here made.  We'll go check out <em>what</em> exactly has happened and figure what we need to do from there."<br/><br/>"If a petulant god is responsible for this, no need to cast the grudge on all of," he added wryly in a lower tone.<br/><br/>He took a glance at his hand again.  Perhaps he wasn't the warrior-type he was hoping to be, but magic was a good as a gun, though it was creeping him out a bit.  If he had ended up as a magic user, Sam suspected that he wasn't the same type as Timothy was.<br/><br/>Clenching his fist, he made to follow after Jessica and Tim.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">With that he heads after Jess and he says to Greg; "Watch over here Greg, we will shout if we need you and Kristina, I go to Jessica, Sam was it? Follow me and keep eye out for danger." With that said he follows in trail of Jess...and once seeing the room doors and Jess. He moves silently as he can (stealth check: nat 20; 22) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=99042) and whispers; <sub>"Go check there is nothing alive or dangerous in the rooms."</sub><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12906672#msg12906672">Quote from: Kathyan on 15-01-2017, 04:54:57</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Seeing the empty corridor leading to both missing girls chambers Jessica thought she might as well adventure herself a little bit further on her own, Gregory might be toughest guy around but she wasn't sure he could be the sneakiest. Taking her finger to her lips she made a signal for everyone to remain quiet and then she prepared to move on.<br/><br/>Timothy followed though, fortunately without making any noise and told her to do what she was already going to, she didn't needed to be told what to do, perhaps she wasn't used to his little freaky games but she had been in situations like this before if not even worse, at least until now, the same could not be said if she stumbled into some kind of mythological creature or a monster product of the imagination of some lifeless fifty year old virgin.<br/><br/>Reaching the first of the doors the roguish girl stopped to listen before she continued to take a look, what could have possibly happen in there she was about to find out. Being a little nervous her pace was not as silent as before (Stealth: 13 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=99051)) but her curiosity and inquire not only stopped her from hesitating but also granted her magnificent clarity to spot for every detail. (Perception nat 20: 24 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=99052))<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12906911#msg12906911">Quote from: Vreski on 15-01-2017, 07:07:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Kristina had wanted to follow the others, but Valana had held on to her tight and then Tim had instructed her to stay. She saw that some of the others had taken knives and she filed away the idea to use later if they called to her for help. She hugged Valana tightly. "Don't worry, my new friends are going to take care of whoever is responsible for this. It's a damn shame that this had to happen." <br/><br/>Kristina continued to hug Valana, brushing her hair with on hand. She looked sad and frustrated that she was stuck waiting in the banquet hall and she looked over to Greg. "Hey Greg, do you think we should look outside the bathroom windows for tracks while the others look around inside? Or do you think we should stay here like Tim said to?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12907035#msg12907035">Quote from: Rummy Tum Tum on 15-01-2017, 08:55:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Greg took up position on the opposite side of the door, giving Jessica a nod of affirmation and standing by as she scanned the hall. The sound of Timothy talking to the Priest caught his attention, but only after noting that the hall was relatively safe did he turn look at the man. <strong>"Priorities."</strong> He said to him in a voice only loud enough to carry to his ears. But then, he heard the Priest's response. His attention snapped to the holy man, and he fixed him with a violent, hateful glare. An exceedingly venomous message escaped him in a harsh whisper, but his lips were quite easy to read even if it couldn't be heard "You fucking bitch."<br/><br/>He turned to Timothy when he spoke, a mild confusion mixing with the irritation still in his eyes. This guy was getting real bossy. As a matter of fact, he could not at all understand why a scientist wanted to go in and check the area. But, he'd proven himself deft enough, and could use magic to protect himself long enough for the cavalry to come in. He took a breath, his gaze stony, and tapped his wrist in a gesture clearly telling him to hurry it up.<br/><br/>Kristina's suggestion shortly afterward brought a frown to his face. <strong>"Whoever did this coulda gone that way, but goin' to check would be too risky, for us and for them in the hall. We should stick together."</strong> There was a bit of distance in his stare as he spoke, and it was only in small part due to the drink in his system. He was starting to like those two, and now they were dead. All that was left was to confirm with his own eyes. <strong>"Grab a weapon and come over here. We're goin' in soon. I know that attendant needs consoling, but this is more important."</strong><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Greg caught Charlotte nodding from the corner of his eye. Indeed, they should stay together. After all, we are strange people in a strange land. How could we ever know what is possible here? Or, perhaps, is one of us a murderer? That was a particularly chilling thought. Her robes made a swishing sound as she followed Greg.<br/><br/>Valana let go of Kristina so that she could move, if she desired.<br/><br/>Upon arrival at the rooms, the party could see the same thing happened in each room. Both of the attendants' throats had been cut, presumably from behind. Blood spilled down from the gashes and was starting to dry. On the other hand, both of the "Champions" had no apparent blood loss. Both were lying on their floor in their respective rooms, eyes wide open. It was difficult to tell whether their eyes were wide because of shock, awe, surprise, or fear. Their skin color had changed to an empty, hollow-looking grey, as if they were husks of their former selves. Neither was breathing and there were no apparent wounds on either of their bodies. Somehow, life had been simple extinguished from them.