Round 8 Transcript

Jeane’s arcane eye sweeps the cracked road, and the spell’s glow settles over the ash. Every hidden trigger—spike, pressure plate, and brittle wire—glows faintly before dissolving into harmless dust, leaving the path clear for the party to advance.

Sister Hale steps forward, her voice steady despite the wind. Listen now—Jeane’s spell has cleared our path, but let us be clear about why we are here. We did not come all this way to merely survive or settle in a dead city like squatters; we have a purpose beyond that. Her eyes meet each companion’s in turn, her gaze unwavering. We are here to rebuild the church—to start anew what was abandoned and forgotten, to offer hope where there is only ash now. That is our mission, and it demands more than simply finding shelter.