04-22-2024, 05:25 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-22-2024, 05:29 AM by Benji Copperclaw.)
Benji had visited other churches before, some humble, some opulent. But he couldn't recall being in one as resplendent and richly decorated as this one. Sandpoint certainly spared no expense for their house of worship. He got pretty absorbed in the craftsmanship of the artwork, almost bumping into a wall a couple times, though he managed to course-correct and avoid smacking his nose into something.
The kobold forgot about the artwork as soon as they reached the veranda and discovered the table lavished with food and drink. He sniffed the air appreciatively and was about to climb onto a chair for a better look before he remembered his manners and stopped himself.
...These treatos for us? Benji asked the acolye hopefully, tail wagging like an excited pup.
The kobold forgot about the artwork as soon as they reached the veranda and discovered the table lavished with food and drink. He sniffed the air appreciatively and was about to climb onto a chair for a better look before he remembered his manners and stopped himself.
...These treatos for us? Benji asked the acolye hopefully, tail wagging like an excited pup.
