GnomeWorks
Adventurer
The priestess nods at your request, and waits silently as you usher them into the temple.
"The bodies of the fallen will be... tended to by the acolytes." As she speaks, two robed young men come out of the normal doorway, armed with stretchers; they proceed to silently and gracefully place the bodies upon them, and carry them into the next room.
She gestures for the group to enter the room...
Inside is a moderately-sized room. A clean wooden table sits at the far end, with a single chair behind it; throughout the room are situated a dozen or so chairs, and each of you finds a seat easily enough. As the last of you enters, the door closes behind you.
The priestess takes a seat at the desk, and waits patiently for each of you to seat yourselves.
"This room is my private meeting room." She says. "None other than those present will hear your words. Begin as you will."
"The bodies of the fallen will be... tended to by the acolytes." As she speaks, two robed young men come out of the normal doorway, armed with stretchers; they proceed to silently and gracefully place the bodies upon them, and carry them into the next room.
She gestures for the group to enter the room...
Inside is a moderately-sized room. A clean wooden table sits at the far end, with a single chair behind it; throughout the room are situated a dozen or so chairs, and each of you finds a seat easily enough. As the last of you enters, the door closes behind you.
The priestess takes a seat at the desk, and waits patiently for each of you to seat yourselves.
"This room is my private meeting room." She says. "None other than those present will hear your words. Begin as you will."