Visage grunted solemnly. "Well, healing will be of little help now I suppose. If they have all been bitten, however, I would strongly suggest cremating the bodies. There is no telling how this Lycanthropy may work. Last the we need is a score of our former allies rising as beasts. Besides, cremating them would allow us to honor them as well."
He cast a quick glance around. "I'll send a messenger saying we might be delayed. If there is just you, Miss, then we have little reason to take longer. That said, I can seal us into this basement with solid stone if need be, so I am not deeply afraid of the night...but no need to push our luck."
With that said, he strode over to the stairwell and lifted up his hand. In the palm of his hand the air swirled as a tiny screech owl morphed into view. The creature stared at its creator silently. Visage met its gaze. "Go to Thornfell. Find the Mayor. Tell him that we have found a survivor -- and many dead -- at the temple. We may be delayed, but will strive to return -- or make it to our next stop -- before nightfall, silver and survivor in tow."
The owl nodded, then leapt towards the doorway. It flapped its wings, silently flitting out of view as it headed for the exit. Visage nodded, then turned back to the ground.
"If you wish to find the silver, I can go ahead and seal this entrance. I will stand guard outside since I will be able to pass through my own stone wall." He moved to the foot of the stairs, but waited for their decision.
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Cast: Animal Messenger
Essence Channeled: 8 | Total: 19