Weal, 12 Lamashan, 4716 AR (Absalom Reckoning), Fall
The group woke up early and made their way to the Old Shrine, but not before purchasing some much needed potions of healing from a gnome alchemist who was staying at the Bloody Dagger Inn.
Along the way, they came upon a plump old woman who was casually smoking a pipe while looking out from a second-story window.
Syn flirted with the woman and asked if she had seen anything unusual during the time of the murders. She claimed to have been awakened early one morning a few days ago when she heard a scratching sound on the roof. It was soon followed by flapping noises. When she made her way to the window and peered out from between the window’s slats, she spotted a “demon”, a creature which stood upon two legs and had bat-like wings.
After leaving the old woman, the group then came upon a drunken dwarf who introduced himself as Antbeard. When asked about seeing anything strange, he described having seen a demon flying towards the Old Shrine and disappear through a hole in the shrine’s roof.
The group quickly made their way to the Old Shrine of Sarenrae.
The shrine itself was in bad shape; its stone walls still stood, but the wood-shingled roof that once sheltered the single-story building had fallen in almost completely. The shrine’s front door had fallen away as well, and the stained-glass windows lay shattered and covered the ground nearby with colorful shards.
It was dark inside so the group threw in a torch.
Dozens of rats scurried away from the fiery torch.
The adventurers then carefully made their way into the shrine, where they were suddenly attacked by hundreds of rats that seemed to crawl out from every crack in the walls.
When the last of the rats scurried away, Nagatono, Kyrios, and Clan, had suffered from multiple bite wounds.
Just as the group was considering their next action, a large section of a nearby wall exploded inward!
A horrific creature stepped out from behind the wall it had just destroyed, faced the group, and let out an ear-splitting roar.
It stood taller than a man and was covered completely in red scaly flesh. Its bat-like wings flapped which threatened to put the torch out. Thick saliva dripped out of its mouth full of razor sharp teeth.
“This is my lair now,” the thing roared. “Get out or die!”
“I think we could have slain that thing if we tried,” Syn wondered out loud. The others rode their horses in silence, putting some distance between them and the city of Magnimar.
“If three of us weren’t injured, perhaps,” Medik, cleric of Desna, offered. “Thank Desna we all had the wisdom to run out of that shrine before that demon decided to attack us.”
“I don’t know,” Kyrios said. “I think we should have tried—”
“—And died trying,” Clan finished. The fighter rubbed his leg where he had been bitten by several rats. Although it had healed somewhat, the wound itched.
“We came to Magnimar for healing potions,” Nagatono said. “Now that we have what we need, we must return to Sandpoint and defend it against the goblins that threaten it.”
“I agree,” Isis said. “Saving Sandpoint is our priority. After all, it’s our home is it not?”
Everyone nodded their heads in agreement as they continued to ride north, along the Lost Coast Road towards their home town of Sandpoint.
Heroes of Sandpoint