(@Helidor) Hastur: ~raises his finger as if reading a science lecture~ A conglomeration of people united by their belief in some concepts, most often a supernatural entity. ~turns towards Roy~ And, well, I'm too far from home to tell enough about local cults. Seems like something paganistic as Asagi-chan has said, venerating the moon as an aspect of nature.
(@Auron) Hastur: I... Thank you. I'd rather wait for you here. ~he seems relieved by your words~
The trapdoor opens with a creaking sound: much louder than you've wanted, but much quieter than you've expected. The entrance isn't narrow - even Lisa can pass without any troubles - and it leads down, a set of stone stairs disappearing in the dark. And now you realize what these slurping sounds are - multiple maws gorging and feasting on raw meat.
-Auron nods to Hastur, his internal audio set to 'minimal' in the face of the hostile passage before them.-
-He turns to the others and, with a wave of a curved hand, gestures for them to follow him downwards.-
Auron: "Watch your step. Sounds like monsters ahead."
-He slowly begins to make his way down into the dark, his grip on his sword tightening ever-so-slightly.-
Be kind.Your steps seem to you as loud as hammers hitting anvils as you descend into darkness. After two flights of stairs you finally come into the light, and the corridor opens into a spacious room lit by torches embedded in stonemasonry walls.
The whole room is decorated just as you'd guess it would be: A sacrificial stone altar stained with dry blood in the far end, lots of bovine skulls stripped of all skin and meat hanging on the walls and below the ceiling suspended by hooked chains. A symbolic parchment depicting a full moon is adorning the wall behind the altar, and a long-haired youth
◊ you've seen on the flyer stands in front of it, naked to the waist and smeared in gore, preaching and holding a cup full of fresh blood in one hand, still-beating Mooffalo heart in another. In front of him is a massive table where a dozen of acolytes with various degrees of bishie-ness seat and feast on corpses of kidnapped livestock.
You have about five seconds before they notice you, and then who knows what can happen next.
Asagi: ._.
-And that's when Asagi unloads about 12 rounds of magical boolets straight at the blood-smeared nudist while muttering "Grossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgroooooooooooooss D:"-
-...Not because she's intent on stopping the dark ritual clearly in progress-
-But because there's clearly a satanist orgy going on in front of her and they're about five seconds from trying to get her to join in-
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-Auron lets out an exasperated grunt as Asagi opens fire, shaking his head and stepping forward, raising his own sword.-
Auron: "Don't kill the leader, we need him alive!"
-With that, he grips the hilt of his great-katana with his left hand and brings the flat of it down on the back of one of the cultists' heads, shouting to the others as he does so- "Cease this ritual and you all get to live!"
Be kind.

Roy: @Hastur "Seems like you familiar with all this cult stuff, does the name Pale Moon ring any bells?"
-*Noticing Auron opening up the door. He has his hand over his device*
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