The Temple of Misty Kori Joon sits in the very center of town facing East. Its smooth flowing walls, resembling the surrounding foothills, were hand finished to have no sharp corners anywhere. All sharp or pointy things were not allowed in or around the Temple of Mist, as it was called. The roundness of things was held sacred to the village folk. Many even came from the area's farms to learn and celebrate family, gods, and land there during the Sabbats. *
Traditionally all of the ancestors recognized the solstices and The Circle of Seven. Since The Breaking many factions became fanatical concerning a particular Sabbat and its elemental advantages, though their were grey areas, places that the elementals intermingled one with the other. This creates super abilities. Not to say that every offspring did nice kind things, but originally they were benevolent to the region and had quite amazing qualities. For example, one alchemist studied turning lead to gold while the other a lethal gas. The combinations are crazy and the third generation even more off the wall.
Fire was allowed in this village and this is a rather odd thing to mention about a village, however, this particular village used it differently than most. These were Tinkyrs and Tinkyrs were a breed that you never knew what to expect out of. They were well known to dabble in magic and alchemy along with mechanics and physics. One thing that Falynn could hope, that the Tinkyrs at the temple village weren't specialized in researching combat items. There were tales of such a town and the horrors that they created. Story had it that beast that they sent out turned on the Tinkyrs themselves nearly killing half the village. Twas the Elves that stopped it they say.
Falynn and his horde stayed to the edges of the road as they made there way towards Templetown with scouts front and rear. It was much farther than Tab had suggested so Falynn shouted orders to make camp about an hour before sunset. He had left Seagard and eight of his pack with Freyja's Pride. This gave him sixteen hounds, eight on either side of the road with Falynn taking rear guard. They found a good spot well off the road for their camp, in hopes not to have their fire spotted.
The night was basically uneventful and the next morning the fog lifted slowly. Being damp with a heavy dew made for wet feet and poor visibility and the trek was slowed. Dane, one of the two scouts out front, sank back in ranks to share his discovery of an enchanted shield he had stumbled across. It was enchanted with fire and so when it is struck it deals seventeen heat damage to the attacker. Tab discovered that it also offered a plus seven damage absorption to the barer along with a hundred percent chance to break a common low level weapon.
The sun finally lifted the heavy dew by midday but then as luck would have it the rain started off light. Steady as it came the party trudged on until they reached the village palisade where they again found an inconspicuous place to camp. The stars began to shine and they all slept well under a clear sky.
Most of their clothes were dry by morning and they broke camp refreshed and ready for the day's adventure. Surprisingly the gate was open and there was no one to be seen as they made their way to the temple at the center of the village. The fellas spread out in pairs on the way and were to meet up at the temple.
Falynn had the crew surround the temple from all sides and as they closed in to approach the ant hill looking monument they were all stopped in their tracks. There was some sort of invisible wall or shield around the whole structure. No matter what they tried it seemed impenetrable and just after setting down for a rest a Shield Maiden came up to Falynn to present a scroll she had found in a desk in one of the Templeton cottages. It was adorned & had rather elaborate rollers befitting ceremonial function.
Without hesitation Falynn popped the scroll open in the belief that it had already been checked for enchantments and just as he did he felt a breeze at the back of his neck.
Fae.
Though it seemed odd that there was such a flock of Fairiefolk this far East, like a swarm they surrounded, not only Falynn and all his crew, the whole temple as well.
Four Eagles
*see ~ http://www.paganlibrary.com/introductory/wiccan_sabbats.php