As Larry started to pen the side door, he had a sudden flash of danger, in the very immediate and life threatening sense. As a result, he managed to duck to the side of the door, and take Quinn with him, just as a burst of automatic fire tore through the thin wood of the door.
Diego and Nick, Meredith and Cade, found themselves in the main area. It was your typical church, with a second story balcony running around the edge of the room. There were six cultists moving around the altar, chanting. A seventh was standing behind it, reading a scroll.
Z was present, she'd been bound and tied to the altar, and was lying on her back. Her customary clothes were missing, and she was dressed in a white shift. She seemed to be struggling quite a bit, and attempting to loosen her bonds, ignoring the various armed cultists around her.
Diego and Nick, from their position, were about forty feet from the altar. They could also see a cultist manning a M2HB .50 BMG Heavy Machine Gun that had been set up on of the front pews, and was pointed towards the front door that Meredith and Cade just entered. It looks like the team was expected.
Meredith and Cade were one hundred feet from the altar, and could see another figure in the room, standing halfway between them. Unlike the other cultists, this one was dressed in a black robe and was a woman. "So, the little girl with a holy sword finally makes an appearance," she announced, staring at Meredith. She was also holding a sword of a similar make to Merediths. Except that the blade of her sword, instead of glowing white, was jet black. "My name is Xeria, and when I have killed you, I will take that sword, corrupt it, and make a gift of it to Dak'lar."
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Initiative
Xeria: 26
Larry: 22
Diego: 18
Quinn: 16
Cade: 12
Meredith: 8
Nick: 7
Cultist: 6
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