Moving spheres

[Anastasia]

"I haven't seen them myself, but I hear claw and bite wounds," The guard whispers back. "Very savage."

[Ebiris]

Well that does sound more like wild animals or monsters than a crazy Sharran thing. Though Sharrans can train animals or monsters!

"I see... if there's dangers on the roads I really want to know more about it. When he's feeling better can you tell him that I'd appreciate him dropping by for a chat? I can pay for his trouble - and yours," she hands the man a gold coin with the sultan's face on it. "My name's Honey Belle, I'm staying at the Silver Horn inn."

[Anastasia]

The coin vanishes fast.

"I'll make sure he knows, ma'am," The guard says quickly.

[Ebiris]

"Thanks, I appreciate it!" she winks before heading off. Once back at her inn however she goes to her room and then adopts her alternate form of a ball of kaleidoscopic light, clothes falling to the floor where she stood. Shrinking down to the size of a marble and then turning invisible, she floats through the wall and flits back across town to sneak into the temple of Kossuth to find this man with claw wounds!

[Anastasia]

Done and done. You slip right into the temple with ease. Inside you find the front dedicated to one great firepit where the brave worship before or even amid the flames. A gong rings from within the flames, causing more to come and pay homage to the burning blaze.

[Ebiris]

Invisible and incorporeal, Marie just flits from room to room until she finds a likely injured figure!

[Anastasia]

Easy enough. You find a small room where an older man rests - dark skinned, bandaged and sleeping away. His beard is mostly burnt off, only a few wisps of it remaining. His hair is long given to balding and grayness.

[Ebiris]

Any magic or evil around him?

Greater arcane sight and blessed sight go.

[Anastasia]

No magic, but the bandaged wounds radiate evil.

[Ebiris]

Any knowledge for what could leave evil wounds like that? Unless it's super vague like 'anything with an evil subtype'.

Marie isn't particularly skilled at healing, so before trying anything else she tries to look at the man's surface thoughts. He may be having relevant memories or be trapped in some sort of awful but informational nightmare after all.

DC 26 will on detect thoughts.

[Anastasia]

No check needed, this isn't unfamiliar to Marie.

Marie's pretty sure he's suffering from vile wounds.

His thoughts are a jumble. Dreams if you don't miss your guess, incoherent and disordered. How pleasant.

> roll 1d20+6
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 1d20+6 --> [ 1d20=15 ]{21}

[Ebiris]

Unfortunately Marie can't do a thing about vile wounds despite her myriad other talents. Still they should be trivial for even the most novice healer to take care of in an actual temple... is any part of this place consecrated?

[Anastasia]

Not on a glance.

[Ebiris]

Oh. She didn't need to get Alicia to ask her for permission after all. What kind of penny-ante temple is this?

Actually that's really suspicious.

She goes back down to that main foyer where everyone's paying homage to the flames. Any evil or magic here worth noting?

[Anastasia]

No evil besides one worshiper.

The flame has a simple spell to keep it burning without fuel - some sort of ritual. Even then it's incomplete, more able to extend how long it can go without fuel than anything else.