The woman served you and Amara heaping bowls of stew with fresh bread and beer.

"Go ahead and dig in, I need to speak with my husband for a moment," she said and exited the front door.

Althan sniffed at the food "Looks good" he commented and took a mouthful of the stew.

It was very good, the best food you've had in a while.

"You okay Amara? You've been pretty quiet" Althan asked after he'd finished eating.

"I...," Amara started to say and then passed out.

You are starting to feel rather sleepy yourself.

Althan places his hand on his chest and channels divine power into himself to try to counter act the drug.

[[OOC: Lay on hands using 5HP to counter disease/poison]]

(OOC: Okay, so deal worked out, that doesn't happen)

You pass out before you're able to do that and then you're awoken by a vigorous shaking. You're on your back, staring at a stone ceiling.

Althan looks at who is shaking him and groans "What happened?"

Amara was looking down at you concerned.

"There must have been something in the stew."

Althan sits up and checks himself over. "Yeah, guess we got trapped by the actual cultists" he said.

"Yeah," Amara said.

There was a large man with a large club sitting in a cage across from the two of you, on the other side of the bars.

Althan checked to see if he still had his holy symbol on him, "Amara, you got any of you gear still?"

Your holy symbol was gone.

"No, I've got nothing," Amara said.

Althan rubbed at his horn for a moment and then turned to the man and called out to him softly"Hey, who are you?"

"That is none of your business," the man said.

Althan stood and examined the bars "Well if you decide you don't like being in a cage and change your mind do let us know" he said as he worked.

The man chuckled.

"The hells you going on about?"

Althan shrugs "Who knows, feel like sharing what this is all about?" He asks the man.

"Well, right now, both of you are our prisoners," the man said. "I think I'll keep the rest of what's to happen a surprise."

"I'm not really cut out to be prisoner so if it's all the same to you I think I'll leave" Althan said with a grin.

"You're welcome to try. I can't kill you, but you're amazed the amount of pain you can feel without dying," the man said.

Althan nods "I think we're at an impass then" he said and took a deep breath and then exhaled a blast of Necrotic energy at the man.

[ooc: Breath Attack DC11 Althan Scaleborn rolled 8 using 1d10]

The man screamed as the breath weapon struck him.

"You damn lizard! I outta kill you right now!" He said as he unlocked the cell and rushed in with his club.

Althan rushes in at the man and takes a swing at the man, aim8ng for the side of his head.

[ooc: Althan Scaleborn rolled 24 using 1d20+5.  4dmg and if he hits me using reaction to trigger rebuke the violent, DC13 or he takes radiantdamage equal to what he dealt]

The man strikes you with his club, before dropping to the ground.

(OOC: Take 8 damage)