Jonah Calms the Causeway Sea

The cathedral did not let them walk in cleanly. The causeway was slick, narrow, and beaten by violent surf. Waves crashed hard enough to nearly sweep several members of the party away before Ash and Jonah helped pull the group back from the edge. The illegal scroll had brought them to a lost holy place, but the path to its doors still demanded proof that they could cross more than distance. Jonah answered in the language he trusted most. He cast Bless, invoked Djeebus, and asked for aid. The sea changed immediately. The storming water calmed, and the way ahead brightened toward the cathedral doors. That mattered more than a safe crossing. This was a void-displaced site, abandoned and corrupted by whatever history had trapped it outside normal access. Yet Djeebus still answered Jonah here. The place still carried divine resonance beneath the ruin, enough that prayer could reach through storm, salt, and displacement. The party had entered an illegal dungeon. Jonah had found a holy signal still alive inside it.