Once Stan had gotten dressed they set off wearing the cloaks of the attackers, they also took their crossbows in the hopes of passing as one of them should they run into others on the way there, not a soul was seen however until they got near the entrance and heard a whistling sound to the tune of a bird that wasn't native in these parts. Stan whistled out a response then an older grizled looking giant of a man emerged from one of the nearby bushes followed by a pair of younger looking hooded rangers.

"Varrik, its good to see you there."

Varrik simply grunted in response.

"Has anyone else entered or left since the other three?"

"No"

The gruff response seemed to anoy Sonia.

"Wait, you saw the other three leave? And you didn't send us backup?

The big man let out a noise somewhere between a grunt and a chuckle.

"Girl, if you knew half what I do about the missions he has been on, then you would know that a trio of low level scummy cultists wouldn't be able to take Stan down even if he was naked and unarmed, ain't that right boy."

Stan looked down, his cheeks flushing slightly red, his responce cause the older man to raise an eyebrow at him.

"So you was naked and unarmed when they arrived?"

"I had a dagger, and was wearing underpants."

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"Well that wasn't very sporting of you."

"I wasn't in the mood Varrik, look, we are here to clear this place out, everyone, including the residents."

Sonia seemed shocked at the idea of killing the residents, but instead of commenting on it she simply nodded, a grim acceptance of what needed to be done, the old man simply nodded his agreement.

"That you are boy, and I will be going with you."

He turned towards the other two rangers who stood behind him.

"You two guard the entrance and surrounding lands, if anyone who isn't a ranger tries to enter or leave the facility I want you to put an arrow through their neck, understand."

The two rangers saluted and gave a "Yessir" before going off in different directions and dissapearing into the forest.

"Right, lets get going shall we."

The old man raised a hand in the air and a series of lights started to dance in the space around it, slowly joining together to form a massive etherial axe in his hand, he hefted the blade resting it on his shoulder before looking down at Stans borrowed crossbow.

"Where's your real weapon boy?"

"Um..."

Stan looked back and forth between Sonia and Varrik who sighed.

"You have my permission, summon your weapon and lets get going."

Sonia turned to look at Stan who raised both his hands in the air, the same dancing lights came and coalesced into a pair of short swords, once they had formed he pressed their hilts together in the air turning them into what looked like the shaft of a bladed bow, between the top and bottom tips of the bow was a thin strand of energy making up the bowstring. Sonia watched in amazement as the weapon formed.

"You're an arcane archer?"

"Not yet, look, its complicated."

"You two can discuss this when we are done here, before you do however you Sonia will have to take an oath of secrecy first, then once you know you will be both be assigned to a special team, don't worry Stan, if still want to apprentice Oren arangements can be made for that as well. Right lets go then shall we."

Varrik moved towards the basement entrance round the back of the dilapidated church, instead of opening the doors however he simply smashed them to splinters with a powerful blow from his etherial axe, Sonia and Stan following closely behind him as he entered.