As the party walk outside the church crackles behind them, the old wood and bodies within providing kindling as Shank whistles happily while sliding his fingers over his new rings he found on the corpse of Father Rathe. With a creak and boom the roof falls in just as the group turn the corner to move further into the level, each member on the lookout for undead worshippers or mutated children.
"Those idiots will be holed up in the black district. Easiest place to get the best stuff out here and there was an adventurers guild set up that they would love to live out of. The adventurers were dirty but adventurers all the same." Mumbles Allana as the group follows behind the velter girl, small beads of crystals appearing on her neck and sin before she swipes her hands along her body collecting them with a jingle.
