I have acquired a retinue of followers in my quest to vanquish evil. Several of them seem less then reputable, but they will lay down their lives for valor regardless of their inner motives and feelings.
None detect as malefic.
There is a great shadow south of town, surely the work of a dark lord. We traveled their and slew some of his servants, only to be turned aside by a mighty beast, foul in temperament, and large in size. Our deaf prophetess was weak in spirit and had to be rescued.
Surely there must be some way to defeat it. The divine did not intend me to die for his cause, only others.
I will pray on this.