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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03HP: 13/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: Town’s Square - > Municipal Building Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a |
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All things considered for everybody’s well-being and luck Kosara’s loud nightly proclamations and calls for aid in combating fires turned out a veritable bounty of helpful people. Now if they were here to help or to confirm state of townly security was a whole other matter that Kosara wasn’t paying to mind especially since some people did indeed have the agency to begin arranging the fire fighting brigade. Good for em, protecting their own home from the possible fire menace! Granted they could have done wit ha bit of self agency on fighting eldrich horrors beyond mortal ken, but that was already over with( for now anyways).
With town’s continued existence on the map, barring a freak fire surge that overpowers the fire fighting efforts and the dampness that was everywhere, the party’s free reign to head to the Municipal building to investigate the nest of evil was given a go. Kosara had wanted to check it since the very first day, but other stuff always happened and then it wasn’t safe to venture out. Now she could see what was with that place! And see she did! Only… she kinda wished she could unsee it now. Place was a nightmare fuel and it showed where everybody who went missing ended up as. There were so many remains of people scattered about. It was a butcher place and a mad wizard’s experimentation lab in one. She grimaced, hiding her mouth and nose with a peace of her shirt, pulling it up in the process to filter at least some of whatever they were breathing here.
Sadly besides the remains of death, place was barren of life… No ratmen that she could see to stop them. It was a victory in the end, just not quite as conclusive one. They didn’t know what the plan was or who were the big players, Kosara’s mind entirely filtering out a certain voice encounter that send her into a near existential crisis cascade. That said, she wasn’t liking the ritualistic symbols here… Not that she knew what they were from the get go, but she just didn’t like it.
“ We need fire… A LOOOOOOOOOOOOOT OF FIRE...” She commented, looking around.” Also… anybody knows what the major religion in the area is and their temples? We need some more experts…?” She suggested, getting help with dealing with the aftermath on this and some divine intervention on cleansing this place might be incredibly well received especially from the locals. If there was one thing Kosara learned from the priestesses of Sune, it was that people liked them, she hoped it was the same for whichever local god or goddess.