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Dante's inferno

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*Any information and investigation into The Cenobite Temple, please place it here for review and reply*

Leigh did not have either of the expertises needed to find the information directly. But he could go to the library and ask about as well as finding some sages in History and Religious scripture at least.

Roll:
Leigh (Diplomacy): 30 = 1d20 [18] + 12 Gathering of Information.

(( This is for all, if you decide to take the dream i recommend on Character per player, all that gain this dream feel the need to join the others - Every sunday around 1500 hours, or After DM meeting. )) *The 2nd day after visiting hell, and the challenge set before you, there was a night of dreams and nightmares, with in you were met by each other, naked as a Jay bird, with in your demonic forms. You were with in Ember Woods, with leaves that looked like autumn ever more , the ground barren of life, the trees seeming more like barebones.

Ahead of you was the path to the city, along this path it was dark and so were the woods around, the only sounds that were truly heard, was the wind rushing in from different directions, the hint of the dry air blasting your lips, which would of been chapped by now and cracking if it was not for the protection of the Visa that bore your forms.

There was only one option it seemed, was to walk the path and continue to the city with in your dreams and nightmares. *

Melody immediately wrapped her wings around her body before heading down the path. If necessary, she'll cast Mage Armour and Darkvision.

*ashelyn was a creature of certain habits and training. this demonized transformation, clearly reflected this. bones covered her skin in patches over portions of her breasts and hips, bloody crimson eyes replaced the usual pale orange, black claws tipped her toes and fingers, elongated fangs now sat behind full lips while shadows moved off her form in gentle wisps. she didnt seem to concern herself with the nudity she found herself, observing the differences to her usual form. eventually she would take the wisps of shadow, drawing them back against her skin as it became a form fitting gown that both covered and accentuated the figure her usual cloak left hidden. much like melody before her, ashelyn would venture towards the nightmare city in the distance, conjuring up her cane, if it was not brought with her to this place. its normal appearance now that of a gnarled branch carved in shadowed runic symbols. the darkness within the forest did not phase her, her own eyes long accustomed to the dark places of the waking world* (( natural dark vision and bone armor if needed ))

(( Just for sake of wondering, what day/time will this scene/adventure begin? ))

(( during the day, after the meeting so around 1500 to 1600 i would think ))