04-30-2024, 09:01 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-30-2024, 09:18 PM by Benji Copperclaw.)
The fact that the church was keeping a tight lip about their dealings wasn't all that surprising, considering the nature of their request. Hunting undead was standard adventurer fare sure, but the underlying goal of communing with Nualia's soul was a deeply personal matter to Abstalar more than it was a service to Sandpoint. Plus, considering Nualia's...rocky history, it made sense not to go around stapling a notice about it on every bulletin board in the streets.
Benji's curiosity was sated for now, and as the rapidly dwindling sunlight gave way to night and people started clearing off the streets to go home, he made his way to the inn, linking back up with the rest of the group.
Benji's curiosity was sated for now, and as the rapidly dwindling sunlight gave way to night and people started clearing off the streets to go home, he made his way to the inn, linking back up with the rest of the group.