Friends gather round,I have news.
Pelor has blessed my with a vision, a guide to our next steps in this strange world.
I see a holy man with a compass facing north.
He walks for two turns of the sun.
Before him is a small church to Pelor with it's white pillars people come and go and they are happy.
Time passes and a dark shadow falls,the dead rise and the priest meets the challenge smashing the dead returning them to their slumber.
But then a dark champion rises,the priest prays at the alter and anoints his mace in the waters of the font.
Battle is joined and this champion is formidable,The battle is furious but with each strike against the priest a little of his vitality is drained..and then he falls his skill not quite enough.
I hear a voice..
'Faithfull servant free my church of this taint and you will find a means to your quest'
This cannot go unheeded.I feel we have what we need to move on in this strange land.