The Bat Shrine of Peyroux

Peyroux is a tiny village with an asymmetrical, sprawling footprint. Like most communities in the Netherworld, streets move and connect when they feel like, making navigation a bit tricky.

“Lost are ya? Just look for the clock tower. Ya-just spin slowly ‘til ya see it!” Among his duties as mayor, Kevin M. Sourdough greets visitors and helps new residents get acquainted with Peyroux and the surrounding area.

“Head to the tower and you’re in the middle of town. Can’t go wrong from there. Be sure to see the bats! Bring ‘em a snack!”

Shrines serve as sign posts in the Netherworld, helping travelers find communities and standalone places. It is common for an area to house shrines to multiple monsters, creatures, or undead, though each is distinctly reverent to its host. Areas particularly rich in shrines may combine them into a centrally themed temple, such as the Glowing Moonstone Sanctuary on the Obsidian Plains. The Moonstone houses shrines to liches, ghosts, zombies, wights, and shades within an open air, circular structure. It is a powerful stronghold open to all undead.

Shrines and temples are maintained by rotating volunteers who keep them clean, in good repair, and in areas of dispute with heroic forces, guarded from invaders and looting adventurers.

In Peyroux, the central clock tower is home to dozens of bats, most just passing through the area. The tower’s bell chimes on the hour from twilight to dawn, using the bat’s echolocation signals to ring the bells. A spell embedded within the tower itself dampens the sound to ensure it will not damage the creature’s hearing, and elongates the reach of the ringing. On particularly quiet nights, you can hear it anywhere in Autumn’s Lost Wood.

Mayor Sourdough is the chief bat caretaker in Peyroux, fulfilling a bit more than half of the available volunteer time slots personally. He remembers every winged creature that comes into his care, naming the nameless, feeding the hungry (giving extras to the greedy), and generally looks after their care and comfort.

“Ya gotta tell ‘em goodnight, too, in the morning,” Mayor Sourdough said a bit gruffly as he climbed the ladder down from the caretaker’s post to his office. “Read ‘em a story and make sure everyone is tucked in. They get cranky if ya-don’t, ya-know.”