>>5471541>>5471547>>5471569The cowardly warrior-priests, stripped of their positions, are given the task of a forced redemption: traveling southwest to find the lair of the beast. If they do not retain, their fate will be to remain in exile, or death. Any who do return must bring proof; or lead a remaining warrior-priest back to the lair to verify its discovery.
And so they set out. In time, a portion of their group returns, only to report that they discovered the lair of the beast. It does indeed have children, perhaps two or three, nesting in a cave on the peninsula to the south. When questioned as to where the others went, they attempted to attack the children of the winged lion, but were killed. The others have crawled back on their hands and knees, pleading for their lives; even if they are unworthy of the title of warrior-priest, they at least found the cave and will accept meager positions as gatherers within the community.
They are capable of leading others back to the cave, whereupon their story can be proven true; there are three winged cubs within; much smaller than their parent, but no less voracious and deadly.
When the question is posed as to why these monsters have come to lair so close to home (one hex southwest), when the red serpent god promised safety, a logical answer is divined: for four generations this place was devoid of the presence of your people, for you have ranged solely along the north-running river. These beasts simply moved in not far from where you live because it was, for lack of a better term, free real estate.
What will you do with the cubs? What will you do with the men who returned?
