The jolly group travels down the hill, and towards the tree line.
The air seems crisper here than many are used to. The smells and sounds of the forest bombard the travelers, insects flying, critters scampering out of their way.
The trees are tall, with high branches that block out much of the sunlight, though enough gets through to keep the area in bright light.
After about an hour of walking, the group comes to a clearing. The sky has grown overcast. There are many flowers and plants throughout the clearing, but the ones that stick out are the very large purple pods. They are each about a foot and a half long, and about half as wide, and they are all pointed straight up to the sky. They aren't terribly close together, but instead spread out throughout the entire clearing.
In the middle of the clearing, a few hundred feet away, is what looks to be a chapel of some kind. From here it looks old, made of stone with a single stained glass window on the side facing you, though it doesn't look that run down.
"A church? In the middle of a bleeding forest?" Raven says. "I don't like it. I don't like anything around here."
"It looks well kept," Merdash says. "We may find help there. It could be part of the test."
"Or it could be a trap to kill us all," Raven snaps back.
They each look back to see what the others say. Mizzra slinks back, averting her eyes and refusing to give an answer. Jorrick apparently found a beetle to play with, and was watching it crawl over his axe, not paying attention.
Korlin simply looks at Asherah. "What do you think? Try out the church? See if there's help? Or avoid it and try out luck on our own?"
