Café de Nuit

Titus looks down at the wounded man, then to his friend standing over him.

"I'm a Speaker, a Priest of the Speakers of Storms. If your friend yet lives, I can heal his wounds with a spell before he bleeds out."

Titus

Shield and mace in hand, Titus bursts forward from the bush, ready to protect the innocent the Speaker lead him to.

Titus Titus stares at a moment at the spot where the Owl disappeared, unable to grasp what the Speaker is trying to tell him. He wished he was back at the Temple of the Fallen Star, where a senior speaker could help translate the augerys. A shout from beyond the hawthorne brought his mind back into ...

Civic Temple Titus lays all thee doves and the dagger on the Altar, and kneels before the statue of the Speaker of Storms, waiting for a sign. He doesn't wait for long. From the vaulted ceiling above, a large owl swoops down and snatches two of the doves with its talons, and flies back towards the e...

Civic Temple Titus frowns when he sees their flight feathers have been clipped. "It is hard to augur birds robbed of flight." He sighs, sticking the knife through is belt and holding out his hands. "Let me take them to the Speaker's altar. The Lord of Storms will decide what he wants ...

robes approaches him after he ends his prayer. She carries a wicker cage divided into three sections, each containing a live dove. The crone bows. " Would the signore like to offer blood sacrifice? One silver penny will gain him the pick of these fine animals, spotless, perfect, raised on the ...

Povero Civic Temple

Titus heads for the alcove of Povero's home deity. Out of respect, he kneels and prays.

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Religion check

Titus

Titus elects to head for the temple district first, to pay obeisance to the local clergy.

Sorry of the late replies. Got caught up IRL.

I'm okay with a separate scene, I'll try to post something later today.

Titus nods.

"Another time, then."

He digs into his purse and produces the required silver.

"Shall this do?"

Povero, Crossroads Titus paid little notice to the cart rolling beneath him. A flock of migratory geese flying in a perfect chevron flew overhead, the point of the chevron pointed towards Povero. He didn't need to be a high speaker to know that the Speaker of Storms was telling him he was headed the...

Starting Gold

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Elf Hill Roald tries to sweep away the smoke with his arm, trying very, very hard not to think about the... thing the Crone summoned. The monster that spoke his name and reached out... He shook his head, dispelling the line of thought. "This is not how I expected this day to go." Through t...

a man whom is mostly responsible for defeating an army of goblins at the Battle of the Bell. Cormac, drawing more arrows, looks dubiously over his shoulder at the bard. "Aye, sure, he did it all by his lonesome..." he mutters as he lines up another shot towards the maggots. "Let's go...