Post by DM Private P on Jan 10, 2022 9:32:09 GMT -5
The purple robed cultists formed the ritual circle as the moon rose to its highest point in the dark sky. The cell leader congratulated his congregation in fooling the adventuring folk of the land and other agents seeking to stop the power of the true god before beginning the ritual. Chants resounded in the crisp night air and something answered back. A shimmering hole opened and dark haired man appeared to walk out of it. The cell leader made a motion and a woman dressed as Mystra walked towards him. As she approached the man he stroked the side of her face and escorted her into doorway, but before he walked through it tossed a bag to the cell leader and smirked as the portal closed.
The ground sizzled where the tossed pouch landed. This didn't scare the leader a they ran to it and opened it with enthusiasm. A strange rod was withdrawn and held high in the air as chants to the glory of the true god were offered up.