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

"Thank you Grok.." says Rosalia with a sweet smile.

She moves her hair so as to cover her wound and make it invisible, and walks back to the path, not intending to stay one more second in this increasingly stinky place.

She's starting to get used to having Scrag besides her but there will be moments where she'll need to operate alone.

To the group she says: "Well done all.. I believe we are expected unless these kobolds were sentinels in which case we're on the right path.."
 

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OOC: I'll give everybody a chance to do something here or indicate that they are ready to move up the trail until this evening, then move it along. I'm going to be scraping carpet adhesive off of concrete all day today. :erm:
 

Jakobee

"Those crude hand amulets bear the hallmarks of a cult. My guess is that the changes that warped them was either something they did themselves but could not control, or due entirely to an outside force warping them. Their cult might have risen out of their being warped."
 



"so the plot thickens, grandpa. what part will this staff have, and how do i awaken it." *sigh*

"lets get going then. We have the world to save."
 


"I agree my , uh, friend, but i feel the spirit of my grandfather would try and have us do otherwise. Have I said hello yet? I am John." he says addressing scrag.
 

Scrag pokes a thumb in his chest and says, "Scrag."

That seems to be extent of his willingness to converse as he turns away at that point, eager to get moving.
 

to no one in particular john says, " I like his conversations. nothing wasted, yet fully speaks his mind."
 

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