Brazen Wolfe Tabletop

The Hidden Temple

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With the further evidence gained at Lorkan’s that pointed to Brother Colin as the mastermind behind their framing, the party sets their sights on the Temple of the Red Lord in Felmore. They had one goal in mind, to investigate the location where the Sacred Red Candle was last seen and uncover any further clues that could lead to the Red Lord’s whereabouts if he still existed.

Felmore was an ancient city with a rich history before it became the bustling trade hub that the party knew it as today. A lot of the architecture still dates back to the original city and this was more prominent near the city centre. The temple of the Red Lord stands proudly in the city centre, an welcoming structure with high flag posts that flutter their red flags in the breeze. The atmosphere within the temple is sombre, as the clergy and worshippers are still praying for their from the recent events.

The party arrives at the temple under the cover of the shadows of dusk, hoping to avoid drawing too much attention from the people who would be after them. They blend in with the evening worshippers, making their way towards the clerics rooms and the guarded sanctum where the Sacred Red Candle was kept.

Amongst all the rooms there was a large central chamber guarded by a lone cleric who was quietly standing guard and watching in the other direction. Once the party had convinced him to let them pass they were greeted by a small, dimly lit chamber filled with ancient relics and statues of various deities. In the centre of the room stands a large statue of the Red Lord, with a serene expression and an outstretched hand.

Recalling the amulet they found earlier in Brother Colin’s room in the Temple to Tyr in Morlam, the party realizes its significance. They place the amulet in the outstretched hand of the statue, and a soft, pulsating light fills the room. The statue’s appearance begins to shift and move, revealing a mirror like surface instead of the stone surface of the pedestal supporting the figure of the Red Lord —a gateway to a temple between realms.

The party steps through the portal and finds themselves in an otherworldly temple suspended between realms. The architecture is ethereal with floating platforms and shimmering waves of energy. The air is filled with a sense of ancient power and mystery. However several thin, and spectral elves drift down towards them.

‘Visitors, you have the taint of the man who last visited. He soon realised his errors’ the spectral elf emphasises the last word. ‘State your business with the temple between worlds’.

The party are able to find out that the temple is to a deity of isolation, the Forgotten Deity. One that was banished to loneliness despite having several chances to take their ways. They were able to subdue the angry spirits who have been sentenced to tend to the temple in isolation even past death – as a punishment from the deity that rules this realm. The further insult to injury is that they can not hear or see each other so that their sentence passes long into their next lives.

They coerce the spirits, who are finally happy to have someone they can see and talk to, to give them information. The Deity who rules this realm seeks to imprison the Red Lord who strives to give people a second chance and prevents them from being destined for loneliness. But they were unable to kill the deity but cut off their connection from the red flame of his candle.

With newfound knowledge and an understanding of the enemy they face, the party must plan their next steps. They have unravelled part of the mystery behind the Red Lord’s disappearance and the framing, but more challenges lie ahead. Armed with the secrets of the hidden temple, they prepare to confront the forces that threaten their world and restore hope and mercy to the land.

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