1.2 - In Search of Sanity - The Dead Don't Dream

As Axon holds the lit shadow lantern forth, it leaves his hands and begins to float through the room, dispelling the unnatural darkness around it as it moves. Relieved sobbing echoes through the room.



Standing in the center of the room is a creature that looks like a gray, emaciated child with cobwebs for clothing and a fox skull head. A wisp of energy leaves its body, which disintegrates into the air. The energy takes the form of a hand, which takes up the lantern before disappearing with the item into nothing.


As if an explosion tore this room apart, furniture, racks of blunt weapons, padded restraints, and glass lamps lay shattered to pieces and scattered to the corners. The walls are bare and and room’s center lies perfectly open.

There are doors to the north and some to the east.

Elias carefully steps into the room and calls out the strange child creature. "Do you know Brenton. Were you friends?" He as to agree with Axon that whatever that is, it is not natural, but on the other hand Iosef has a good point. This creature seems to be nothing but a lost child and, likely one of Brenton's missing friends. Maybe they can guide its soul to Pharasma.

'So that was Debis...Or a creature with his memories.' Iosef tries to search his scattered memories, hoping to grasp at any knowledge that may help explain what they just saw. '...We should be careful what we tell Brenton. Axon you seemed good with the boy.'

The creature now appears to have completely vanished and there is no answer to Elias's question.

"Yeah, Iosef. Very careful."

Axon's eyes welled up with tears.

"Sleep well, Debis. No more nightmares."

Grim moves across the room and checks the door heading east.

Razhel readies her crossbow and holds it steady to back up Grim's opening of the door in case something bursts from within.

A couch and small desks covered in paint flakes and thick dust fill this communal office. Remnants of the mundane work performed here remain amid the chaos that has overtaken this place.

A quick search of the room reveals a book wrapped in butcher's paper that bears the handwritten word 'confiscated'. Inside is a Taldan quarto titled Her Majesty's Honorable Nightcap by Charent. The book is likely worth something in the right hands.

Grim hears sounds of scuffling and a loud bang in the room to the east.

Elias instinctively turns towards the noise. "What is that?" he ask, not really expecting anyone to know, but mostly looking for the someone else's reassuring voice. He raises his shield and steps closer to the room, expecting another bang at any moment.

"More of the same no doubt." Grim answers Elias and rips open the door heading east.

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Spectral armour shimmered around Axon momentarily as he prepared to face whatever Grim uncovered.

You enter what appears to have once been a nurse's station. A low desk sits behind a window that passes into a room beyond. Behind it an empty doorframe opens into a ransacked sotrage room, its floor covered in broken glass and opalescent stains. A man is rummaging through the shelves here, uncareful with how he does so. He wears the telltale robes of on of the Apostles who dedicate themselves to Zandalus. He hardly pays you any attention as you enter.

Elias freezes in place as he notices the man is rummaging through the shelves, his free hand searching for his sword. "Apostle..." He nods towards the stranger quietly letting Grim know of his presence.

Razhel hears Elias' hushed word to Grim. She pokes her head into the open doorway, sees the Apostle and fires her readied crossbow, hoping to catch the cultist flatfooted and take him down quickly.

Feeling the bolt whiz past his ear, Grim steps farther into the room with the red shortsword gripped in one hand. He hesitates to see what happens with the cultist.

Before the man has a chance to even react to your presence, Razhel's crossbow bolt sails through the air with incredibly accuracy, striking the man's neck and tearing completely through his flesh before sticking into the wall on the opposite side of him. He reaches up to the hole in his throat and twists around, confusion on his face for a moment as he chokes on his own blood. He falls to his knees, then falls over onto the floor, his life blood quickly leaving him.The northern part of this room where the cultist was digging around is filled with medicine cabinets. [/quote]

Grim takes the confiscated book and searches about the areas for interesting and usable items. Once he's done, Grim waits at the double doors heading north until everyone else is ready to push onward.

Razhel reloads her crossbow and then helps search the rooms for valuable supplies.

"Poor bastard."

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Like the others, Axon looked around the room, his search augmented with his arcane vision.