Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24431359-20170411044637/@comment-24431359-20170928112907

"Oh my Chief Godde...holy spirit, are you truly not lying? The people no longer give faith to their own diety here? How in the world do they survive any famines should they ever come?" Faraam exclaimed in shock. Sure, back in the outside world, there are people already abandoning their faith in the Chief Goddess, his patron protector, but, he has never abandonment on this scale where only two people would continue the worship.

Could this be the reason why he could not smell even a small whiff of divine air ever since arriving here?

"Out of respect, I should at least leave this temple alone when me and my brother Templars would finally get ahold of Oz on our hands...for Alainna and Opaline's sake, at least." Faraam thought as he followed the two monster girls. However, as he reached the steps of the summit itself, an ominous air blew from the direction where he came from...as in, from the general direction of the village. This sinister feeling...

Is the Chief Goddess sending him a message, or a...warning?

Faraam suddenly had the dillema of wanting to tell his two companions of the ominous sensation from the village, or if he should continue to entertain them...

The Templar's discomfort started showing in his eyes, unbeknownst to himself.