Yttermayn's "Saga of the Dragon Cult" (IC)


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John feels something wet on his elbow where he banged it, sticking his robe's sleave to the sensitive skin beneath. Scrag gets the eerie feeling that the more he thinks about it, the more he catches the attention of some... other... thing, somehow watching him from every dark corner of this place. Roderic notices the pained expressions of intelligent thought forming on Scrag's hideous face, and his own sense of dread seems to grow from an annoyance to a grinding sensation against his very soul. It feels like it gets worse the more everyone thinks about it.
 

Grok Half-Orc Cleric2

"We're thinking entirely too much just standing here! Let's get this show on the road while we still have a little bit of determination left, please?"
 


Roderic

As the feeling of dread grows, the young paladin's face hardens with determination. He waves for the others to hurry up and cross the stream.
 


Grok Half-Orc Cleric2

"The question, Scrag, is who or what watches?" says the Half-Orcish holy man.
 
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"It seems to me you have said that before, Scrag. As Grok asks, What is it? Sorry Rodrick, but I must wonder at what Scrag knows, as well as what some can feel.

Come Scrag, can you tell what it is, after we cross the stream?"

OOC: what rolls were needed to cross the stream please? I forgot.
 

"I know what he feels." Roderic speaks soberly. "There is a feeling of dread and doom, which worsens by the minute. I feel it myself, and can barely avoid running from here. Yet I believe it will lead us to the evil we are here to vanquish."
 

Grok Half-Orc Cleric2

"Very well, I gather that there is some malevolent force that would seek to do us harm, but has any one of us managed to give this 'force' a name? Is it a person, a monster, or something more otherworldly and sinister?"
 

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