Tianchao Wangguo Chapter 1: Calm before the storm
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The old monk spends the evening in quiet counsel with the spirit, while you can relax among the trees around the lake. The night itself passes without any incident and as the sun rises in the east, you eat breakfast and get ready to continue to the next shrine. The monk makes another sacrifice, this one for thanking the spirit for her hospitality, and then you are on your way.
The journey to the other defiled shrine takes almost three days. for the first half of your journey you are able to follow a more or less usefull road snaking along the coastline. Then you continue on a dirt path, which seems to be used only infrequently. as you are nearing the site on the third day, you notice some changes in the environment around you, minor changes, but changes nevertheless. The air no longer seems to be filled with the sounds of birds or crickets, everything seems to be covered in an unnatural silence. The wind blowing in your faces carries with it a strange odor, smelling a little like rotten egs and like something you don't recognize. Closer still, even the trees, bushes and grass around you seem to become darker and withered, even though upon close inspection they appear healthy as ever.
When questioned as to the layout of the shrine, your prisoner describes it as the ruins of an old crumbling border fort, one half used by nearby villages as a source for stones and other building materials, while the other half, consisting of little more htan an abandoned tower and the remains of two wals, was home to Fengqi, a local guardian spirit and his two lesser spirit consorts.
The journey to the other defiled shrine takes almost three days. for the first half of your journey you are able to follow a more or less usefull road snaking along the coastline. Then you continue on a dirt path, which seems to be used only infrequently. as you are nearing the site on the third day, you notice some changes in the environment around you, minor changes, but changes nevertheless. The air no longer seems to be filled with the sounds of birds or crickets, everything seems to be covered in an unnatural silence. The wind blowing in your faces carries with it a strange odor, smelling a little like rotten egs and like something you don't recognize. Closer still, even the trees, bushes and grass around you seem to become darker and withered, even though upon close inspection they appear healthy as ever.
When questioned as to the layout of the shrine, your prisoner describes it as the ruins of an old crumbling border fort, one half used by nearby villages as a source for stones and other building materials, while the other half, consisting of little more htan an abandoned tower and the remains of two wals, was home to Fengqi, a local guardian spirit and his two lesser spirit consorts.
