A plea for aid.

[Cadmus Runesmith]

All about the streets of Sundren city are posted hastily written notices requesting assistance.

To all practitioners of the arcane, and followers of divine faith you assistance is gravely needed in the matter of intervention upon a dying man's behalf.

Time is of the essence as he fades quickly, and is soon to stand beside Helm if he is not granted your aid.

I beg of you all, please help us in this matter in any way that you can.
Those who wish to help make your way to the Temple of Helm with much haste.

Cadmus Runesmith, Priest of Helm


At the same time a bright light appears over the Temple of Helm, its cascading brilliance serving as a beacon for those who may not have access to the city.

[Gamling]

*Nulinus watches the man die on the floor as the ritual goes wrong. He then decides to stay in the temple as the others dreg Kemnebi off to jail.*

[Kazaguruma]

*Dart Bendry sits silently in the near-vacant temple, reflecting on the suffering endured by the late priest and the criminal Kemnebi... A hand clasped tightly over his mouth to hide his euphoric grin.*

[wangxiuming]

"Helm ... so quick to judge, and yet so unable to save the most devout of your followers. Is this the end that all who walk your path must meet?"

[Silas North]

"The need... the constant suffering.. This cannot go on forever, can it?"
*looks once more to the note*
"Well, at least the Helm-bowers have nice penmanship."

[Landaren]

* a strange red fog clouds a greater part of the city. Within the fog some say that can hear a child's laughter.... and a fathers praise.... *