Pastor Aerin heads towards the cathedral in Arethor and hears some hissing coming from near the notice board. He mutters as walks over to the basket of snakes:
"What is that noise? And, what are all of those purple snakes there for?"
As Aerin looks over the basket his eyes widen as multiple snakes slither in the basket and mutters:
"Is this some kind of sick joke?"
As Aerin is about to turn away he notices a small piece of parchment inside the basket and says to himself:
"That's interesting?"
Aerin walks away from Arethor towards the Cleric fort and thinks to himself that he is going to regret this.
~An Hour Later~ Aerin walks through the city gates while wearing rusting iron gauntlets with the faint symbol of House Tarus engraved on them. He walks towards the snake basket and says to himself:
"This is a really bad idea..."
Aerin looks under his gauntlets and thinks to himself: "Snakes can't bite through plate, chain, and leather; I have to find out what this snake business is all about."
Aerin wraps some more leather around his arms just to be sure... Then, he starts moving the snakes away from the paper with the wooden hoe, keeping distance between himself and the snakes.