Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200115032614/@comment-5543592-20200119135216

Cassian's footsteps echoed through out the chapel. A low hum seemed reverberate from the ground, up his body, to his ears. The chapel was naked of ornamentation. There was no stained glass, no candles, no hanging tapestries. The walls were smooth, undecorated.

A large altar of solid black granite was at the end of the pews. The air was uncomfortably warm.

They arrived at the path to the Baron's castle. It led back into the forest, although in a completely different direction from which they had come or tried to leave.

Cade had peeled off to wander the town, although Scaldor was still with them. His entire face glowed orange from his smoke.

The knight said nothing and backed out of the store.

The butcher was coming back, carrying a large cloth bundle.

"Here." He presented it to Clodagh. "Fifteen septims."