>>5571760>>5571807>>5571851>>5571860>>5571932>>5572046>>5572047>Look for a more discrete method of entrance.>See if you can keep an ear out for any interesting chats or odd sounds just beyond the walls.You decide a more discrete method of entry more apropos for a cult–after all, you’d rather your head not end up the crown of some mad cultists’ pitchfork. You walk the length of the village wall’s perimeter, a patchwork of wood plank structs, black iron grates, and natural outcrops of tree and stone that join to form a formidable bulwark. Your flock remains close behind (at a very, very slow pace).
“Bah! This snow is killing my ankles..!” The hag bemoans the light, sugar-like snow that dusts the hard earth beneath you–there was light snowfall last night born of a very cold harvest season.
“HEED MY WORDS, CHILDREN–..” A strange whisper of a voice seeps from the walls and cuts through the hag’s complaints–somehow very distant yet close and quiet yet strong and dark, all at once. “FINAL JUDGEMENT–.. ‘PON US. OUR LADY OF MERCY WILL RISE AGAIN, GIVEN NEW LIFE AFTER THAT VILE DEVIL SLEW–.. THREE DAYS MO–..”
“What is that?” Your brow furrows. “Someone preaching? Sounds like a broken record skipping..”
“That would be the divine sermon of our holy father–or, if you’re sound of mind, a psychopath’s mad ramblings.” The disillusioned invalid mutters. “The man has set up a ram’s horn trumpet and pipe system to broadcast his sermons to the whole of the village from his chapel on top. We get to hear him all hours of every day. It's nonsense, all of it.”
“That’s one thing I can agree with you on, cripple–such stupidity! He announces each and every little thing.” The oracle sighs. “Just yesterday, he got on to complain that he had a craving for duck..”
Your journey about the perimeter of the wall (at least, what was within your physical capacity to observe) bears fruit. You find two possible alternative routes through to the heart of the village–a low slope of the wall that affords you footing onto a building roof and a gash in a shallow segment of the wall that opens to a quiet churchyard.
>Pass through the gash to the quiet churchyard.>Try to clamber onto a roof.>Go through the main entrance after all.>Write-In. 