Deimos
Deimos begged to differ on the ‘cute’ presumption – he’d seen the damage they could do, and didn’t find ROUS to be of much use. Tilting his head as the others came in, he nodded at each, content that Hawthorn had healing as well. “Zuriel can too,” jutting his jawline towards the unicorn – who simply snorted as they all proceeded into the massive building, ready and eager.
If one stepped in without prior notions of a rat problem, they might not have noticed. The massive interior of the sanctuary and sanctum seemed solid and stoic – candles flickering, organs upright, pillars and pews empty save for a few with heads bowed and quiet, offering their prayers to whichever old god they favored. Nothing untoward. Nothing suspicious.
But there were clear signs elsewhere – the sometimes-echoing sound of a squeak amidst the walls or beneath the floor, holes amidst the softened, archaic stone, remnants and trails of breadcrumbs and other leftover food not yet savored, snagged, or stolen. His eyes flickered towards the floor, narrowed, because they would need to pinpoint the location of the nest before they committed to any slaying. They’d be able to see one another quite clearly across the wake too – so it wasn’t as though they were wholly splitting off. “We can look around – but the point is to find where they are hiding. Stay in this room – we can report our findings after.” Then make some decisions.
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If one stepped in without prior notions of a rat problem, they might not have noticed. The massive interior of the sanctuary and sanctum seemed solid and stoic – candles flickering, organs upright, pillars and pews empty save for a few with heads bowed and quiet, offering their prayers to whichever old god they favored. Nothing untoward. Nothing suspicious.
But there were clear signs elsewhere – the sometimes-echoing sound of a squeak amidst the walls or beneath the floor, holes amidst the softened, archaic stone, remnants and trails of breadcrumbs and other leftover food not yet savored, snagged, or stolen. His eyes flickered towards the floor, narrowed, because they would need to pinpoint the location of the nest before they committed to any slaying. They’d be able to see one another quite clearly across the wake too – so it wasn’t as though they were wholly splitting off. “We can look around – but the point is to find where they are hiding. Stay in this room – we can report our findings after.” Then make some decisions.
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- North side
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- NPCs currently praying
- Pews in center
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