Cultists by the docks
In reply to Aoife (msg # 95):
In the barrels are rotting cuttlefish, and some uncertain looking dead furry creatures. the brine smells of decaying fish and flesh.
The goddess spawn looks at the pitifully small robes
"I may have to render myself invisable, though it does make my ears buzz.
I know that mark! It is the sigil of Chronos, the Devourer of Time. He is not of my
consortium of divinities, but something related to the gods the Hades Priests acknowledge,
although something older, and best left forgotten. The Hellspawn I hunt have some dealings
with it, although his existence precedes Hell as it is known. He is a creature of the void,
perhaps one of the very first that had dealings with the gods of this place."