A job had been posted in the Ghylios branch of the Adventurer's Guild, asking for the assistance of experienced adventurers to help root out an evil cult that had made its home further to the west where some villages still stubbornly held on despite the ominous presence of the Shield of Axiolus reminding them of the unnatural threat to the south. The councils of the villages had come together to make the request, leading to there being a considerable reward for whoever managed to complete the job, while at the same time demonstrating the urgency the villages felt regarding the problem.
The job request talked of an evil cult which had shown up several moons ago, with preachers entering each village to try and convert the people to the worship of an eldritch deity none of them had ever heard of before. When those preachers had been chased away rumours began to spread through each visited settlement, of unknown figures moving about at the edges of town, with even stranger things moving throughout the night... and people swore that they heard things as well.
Panic began to form once people started to go missing as well, especially younger folk (but never children, oddly enough). While it wasn't completely unheard of somebody to leave town or to disappear in the rocky terrain of Redchron the clear increase in disappearances quickly led to the villagers assuming that this cult was kidnapping people to turn them into sacrifices, at which point the request for outside assistance was made.
The actual request was straightforward: get rid of the cult, and rescue as many kidnapped villagers as possible.
It also included a map showing where any would-be heroes could visit one of the villages before heading for the lair of the cultists.
Sitting on a rock Vina was rhythmically hitting her seat with the heels of her feet, humming a tune as she waited for her friend to arrive. She was clothed for once, even if her attire was still rather revealing. Walking naked into a village where people were in an uproar about an evil cult kidnapping young men and women wasn't exactly a good idea... actually, walking naked into most settlements was just a bad idea, because even if Vina held no ill intentions most people still weren't comfortable with that level of openness.
Regardless, during one of her rare trips to Ghylios she'd picked up on the job, as well as people arguing that with Norfova so close by you'd be a fool to look into whatever demon-worshipping cult had set up shop in the area. The opinion of most adventurers seemed to be that the Ynglar Brotherhood could take care of it if they claimed authority over the situation in Norfova. After all, if this cult turned out to be an offshoot of the Blood Coven there's a good chance you wouldn't get out alive... or only emerge as something different.
Vina felt differently, and had taken the job while at the same time sending a message to her friend Fina to ask if she could join the playful vixen in Redchron. If the villagers were starting to panic then the druidess would do her best to help, and if the Ynglar Brotherhood wanted to get involved they could do so whenever they wanted.
The weather was rather depressing, with grey clouds covering most of the skies. The occasional gap allowed for sunlight to reach through, but for the most part the land was cast in shadow, which only made the red glow of the Shield of Axiolus even more noticeable. Vina wasn't directly looking in the direction of the massive magical barrier that separated Norfova from the rest of the world, but she'd occasionally cast a glance towards it: it was far enough away that if it had been a sunny day the red glow probably wouldn't have been noticeable at all, but with the clouds subjecting the sun to a heavy filter the barrier was difficult to ignore.
There was also a light rain that fed whatever plants managed to grow in the area, as well as wetting the reddish ground that had earned Redchron its name. Vina's hair and fur were already clinging to her body and tail, even as the druidess kept whistling her upbeat tune: she liked the rain, especially compared to the red barrier down south. Her tail rhythmically moved from side to side behind her even as water dripped from the fur covering the vulpine limb, showering her seat. Her attention was on the roads leading north towards the plains of Solvale, where Fina would almost certainly be coming from.
@Fina Drago
The job request talked of an evil cult which had shown up several moons ago, with preachers entering each village to try and convert the people to the worship of an eldritch deity none of them had ever heard of before. When those preachers had been chased away rumours began to spread through each visited settlement, of unknown figures moving about at the edges of town, with even stranger things moving throughout the night... and people swore that they heard things as well.
Panic began to form once people started to go missing as well, especially younger folk (but never children, oddly enough). While it wasn't completely unheard of somebody to leave town or to disappear in the rocky terrain of Redchron the clear increase in disappearances quickly led to the villagers assuming that this cult was kidnapping people to turn them into sacrifices, at which point the request for outside assistance was made.
The actual request was straightforward: get rid of the cult, and rescue as many kidnapped villagers as possible.
It also included a map showing where any would-be heroes could visit one of the villages before heading for the lair of the cultists.
Sitting on a rock Vina was rhythmically hitting her seat with the heels of her feet, humming a tune as she waited for her friend to arrive. She was clothed for once, even if her attire was still rather revealing. Walking naked into a village where people were in an uproar about an evil cult kidnapping young men and women wasn't exactly a good idea... actually, walking naked into most settlements was just a bad idea, because even if Vina held no ill intentions most people still weren't comfortable with that level of openness.
Regardless, during one of her rare trips to Ghylios she'd picked up on the job, as well as people arguing that with Norfova so close by you'd be a fool to look into whatever demon-worshipping cult had set up shop in the area. The opinion of most adventurers seemed to be that the Ynglar Brotherhood could take care of it if they claimed authority over the situation in Norfova. After all, if this cult turned out to be an offshoot of the Blood Coven there's a good chance you wouldn't get out alive... or only emerge as something different.
Vina felt differently, and had taken the job while at the same time sending a message to her friend Fina to ask if she could join the playful vixen in Redchron. If the villagers were starting to panic then the druidess would do her best to help, and if the Ynglar Brotherhood wanted to get involved they could do so whenever they wanted.
The weather was rather depressing, with grey clouds covering most of the skies. The occasional gap allowed for sunlight to reach through, but for the most part the land was cast in shadow, which only made the red glow of the Shield of Axiolus even more noticeable. Vina wasn't directly looking in the direction of the massive magical barrier that separated Norfova from the rest of the world, but she'd occasionally cast a glance towards it: it was far enough away that if it had been a sunny day the red glow probably wouldn't have been noticeable at all, but with the clouds subjecting the sun to a heavy filter the barrier was difficult to ignore.
There was also a light rain that fed whatever plants managed to grow in the area, as well as wetting the reddish ground that had earned Redchron its name. Vina's hair and fur were already clinging to her body and tail, even as the druidess kept whistling her upbeat tune: she liked the rain, especially compared to the red barrier down south. Her tail rhythmically moved from side to side behind her even as water dripped from the fur covering the vulpine limb, showering her seat. Her attention was on the roads leading north towards the plains of Solvale, where Fina would almost certainly be coming from.
@Fina Drago
