Moving spheres

[Ebiris]

Hmmm.

She leaves it alone for now in case it's a one way trip, backing off into the antechamber and trying to read the thoughts of the leftmost sentry.

detect thoughts SLA, DC 27 will

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+12
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 30 > [d20=18]

No good. His mind is like a steel trap, letting nothing in or out.

[Ebiris]

She abandons that line of enquiry then. She'll go back outside and fly around the dunes a bit looking for other spots of interest or tracks or any signs of life/unlife on the outside.

[Anastasia]

Gimme another Perception.

[Ebiris]

[19:03] <@Ebiris> roll 1d20+74
[19:03] <Penuche> Ebiris invokes Penuche's magic: < 91 > [d20=17]

[Anastasia]

You fly around a bit and find nothin - oh wait.

After about 10  minutes, you see them emerge from the hidden path. A set of six robed men, heads bowed as they walk out into the desert. What tracks they leave rapidly fade, blurring away into the sands.

[Ebiris]

She elects to follow them and see where they're going!

[Anastasia]

You find they walk single file, the one in the lead looking ahead while the others walk down with heads bowed. They are heading roughly northerly right now, a steady pace that seems well trained to the chilly desert sands.

How long are you going to follow?

[Ebiris]

As long as it takes, her nondetection and mind blank spells both last over 2 days and she can refresh her improved invisibility SLA indefinitely.

Sensual blessing will be lost pretty early but she'll survive.

[Anastasia]

Thus they patrol. Soon enough they begin to sing the same song as before, but softly. It reaches out to the desert sands, seeming to echo off of it, coming back when the sky itself rejects it. Soon you can hear the song a dozen times at once, a whispering chorus that repeats itself over and over.

[Ebiris]

Is it... doing anything?

Spellcraft or relevant knowledges?

[Anastasia]

K:R.

[Ebiris]

[16:48] <@Ebiris> roll 1d20+49 religion
[16:48] <Meredith> Ebiris invokes Penuche's magic: < 55 > [d20=6]

[Anastasia]

It's not immediately overt, but chanting this sort of song and echoing it could be a ritual. Something to spread loss and oblivion, something to strengthen it in these wasteland sands.

[Ebiris]

Ohh. Trying to counter Seira's work in revitalising the wastes?

It's not flagrant enough to justify her breaking her cover and killing them, so she'll continue her observations. Ideally she'll get enough info to hand it off to the Crimson Guard and they can deal with it, and she'll only step in if Dragodan himself makes an appearance. Or if she has to stop a murder right away.