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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Plane Sailing" data-source="post: 80775" data-attributes="member: 114">They are not facing the front gate of the temple, and have no intention of going directly in that way. They creep up together to a low point in the broken down wall, and start climbing up it. Everyone except Azrin and K’tan get over the wall without too much difficulty, and so they decide to press on with their investigations and let the other two catch up when they finally get over the wall (!)DMnote: Pardon? You are going to split up and leave those two weaker characters noisly attempting to scramble over a wall while the rest of you go off scouting? O-kay The inside courtyard of the temple has a few trails amidst the snow-covered brambles. Lysander, M’ir and Trajan follow one of the trails up towards a ruined building to the rear of the main temple. Mostly destroyed, their searches inside reveal a trapdoor into a cellar. A thin, ghostly wail issues forth.Jumping down into the cellar they see three hobgoblins preparing to defend themselves against the other side of the floor. Two weary looking hobgoblin warriors before a wizened elderly hobgoblin female. The hobgoblins look quite badly beaten up and willing to parley, so Lysander talks to them. Apparently two new powerful humans, a man and a woman have recently moved into the temple, crucifying the old leader and exiling this adept and her guards. The newcomers are cruel and ruthless. The man wears ochre robes and a strange holy symbol. The woman always keeps her face hidden in a deeply cowled robe - and is continually muttering about the “things from the furthest Abyss”, “the tentacles, the tentacles” and “the day is coming, the door will swing wide and then… mwahahahah”. Certainly sounds a lot like the Blessed, who escaped from Knightsbridge several months ago. As to the male priest? Just another enemy.Meanwhile, after several noisy attempts Azrin and K’tan have finally scrabbled to the top of the broken down curtain wall. They sigh, smile at each other… and then are surrounded by a hail of flaming arrows...</blockquote>

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