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<blockquote data-quote="Jarval" data-source="post: 950860" data-attributes="member: 421">Brioc holds the figurine he found in the farm house, studying the figure.&nbsp; Gods, protect this town.&nbsp; Too many have died to feed this evil creature.&nbsp; He mutters a few words of blessing for the departed spirits of the family, watching as Khen performs his own ritual for the dead.We follow different gods, but we are the same.&nbsp; May his gods bring them peace as I pray mine will.&nbsp; He places the figurine on the floor beside the remains of the bodies, before moving out of the house and back into the clean air.&quot;I never, ever want to see anything like that again.&nbsp; We have to stop this... thing!&quot;&nbsp; He shakes his head, trying to remove the images forever burnt into his memory.&nbsp; Sighing heavily, he makes his way back into the town.&quot;I too hope that your steel will take that foul beast's life.&quot;&nbsp; He claps Tula on the shoulder.&nbsp; &quot;And many thanks for your help.&nbsp; We may need your aid again.&quot;While not in a festive mood, Brioc is sure to show his appreciation for the food and drink offered by the townsfolk, eating his fill.&nbsp; He is careful to drink little ale, knowing he might need his wits later that day.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Jarval, post: 950860, member: 421"] Brioc holds the figurine he found in the farm house, studying the figure. [i]Gods, protect this town. Too many have died to feed this evil creature.[/i] He mutters a few words of blessing for the departed spirits of the family, watching as Khen performs his own ritual for the dead. [i]We follow different gods, but we are the same. May his gods bring them peace as I pray mine will.[/i] He places the figurine on the floor beside the remains of the bodies, before moving out of the house and back into the clean air. "I never, ever want to see anything like that again. We have to stop this... thing!" He shakes his head, trying to remove the images forever burnt into his memory. Sighing heavily, he makes his way back into the town. "I too hope that your steel will take that foul beast's life." He claps Tula on the shoulder. "And many thanks for your help. We may need your aid again." While not in a festive mood, Brioc is sure to show his appreciation for the food and drink offered by the townsfolk, eating his fill. He is careful to drink little ale, knowing he might need his wits later that day. [/QUOTE]

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