The Devoted

Having observed the altar, we eat our day meal in the temple’s shelter. We are struck by the odd feeling that we sit within a crowded room — but all is empty, all quiet.

When the drizzle clears, we set forth. As the temple disappears into the trees, we hear the distant sound of singing behind us — voices raised in solemn, dissonant song. But when we look back, the temple is nowhere to be seen.

  • The party has scorned the Devoted’s faith. They suffer the Curse of the Devoted. If this is the party's third Curse, click here.

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