That Rotten Light
23 of Arodus 4707 A.R. (Absalom Reckoning)
The light here is as faint as any in Nar Voth, the sky vanishing down twisting paths.
Like a purple worm's tunnels meant to feed unsuspecting travelers to the beast, your fears unhelpfully provide. Even the trees seem to have forgotten which way they aught to grow, instead of up they go around and through, clawing and grasping at each other like gnarled limbs as all manner of frog, fish, and things inbetween snap, struggle, and croak.
That is where most of the other sentinels wait, eye glinting wetly, content for now to just observe while these travelers are brought before the chief, but ready to strike in the blink of an eye.
It's home for Gorok, you remind yourself, glancing towards your saurian companion from time to time, but he keeps his head down his eyes on the path, almost like a spider-lizard with their eyes on a fly. Hopefully you are not all about to struggle into a true spider's web.
There are no structures to mark the camp, no walls to guard it, the most solid things here are those cages. And little wonder, it's here now, gone soon, moving like a leaf on the water.
A curious hiss follows in your wake, a score and more iruxi now out in the open, cleaning fish, weaving nets, and bearing baskets too and fro. The centerpiece of the camp is a large fire spewing out tongues of flames; a beacon, no mere cookfire, a sign of growing power. Just as the fire was hard to miss, so too is its master. Chief Sirkan towers a head over Gorok, his scales turned discolored with age, many scars upon it, yes, but there is nothing wrong with those teeth and those watchful yellow eyes are distressingly sharp. Three human skulls adorn his breastplate, his cloak a patch work of cloth and leather both.
Of the imp there is no sign, in true form or false, but being no fool Gorok does not mention it right away. Instead, after greeting the chief in his own tongue, he starts to take out the slaps claimed from the xulgath, recounting all the while the tale of their finding, at lest according to Mina, though she soon trails off her account, muttering something to herself, a plan, arguments to make against the presence of this devil. For your part there's another role to play: In sight, in mind, and in word also you trace the magic and feel the power flow, a strange clarity, as if all your life to this hour were a waking dream now on the edge of waking.
Where is the creature now?
Used Detect Evil Scroll
Thankfully the chief himself does not carry the bleak colorless aura you are watching for, the imp's consul had not yet seeped into the foundations of his mind, and whatever Mina and Gorok are saying to him seems to be at least holding his attention. There is a lot of waving around of xulgath loot and a lot of gesticulating from Cob, who just likes doing that regardless of if he speaks the language.
Rolls Hidden
That is when you spot of, a pulsing tumor of tainted radiance that illuminates nothing and taints the green of the trees behind it, by your eyes don't seen for it had wrapped itself in a
glamor.
Was it planning to do you some mischief? No, you realize, stomach sinking as if cast from lead. It is flying west as fast as its wings will take it as soon as it had spotted Click. It means to warn its master.
What do you do?
[] Tell the chief his advisor seems to be fleeing
The most proper course of action, risks the chief not reacting as you would wish and the imp escaping
[] Point it out to Mina to cast Web
Good chance of trapping the thing, might be seen as a hostile action by the iruxi, you do not know what Mina has been saying
[] Write in
OOC: I hope the rolls hidden thing isn't too annoying, but the fact that Akorian does not speak the language and so does not know how Mina is doing is a major part of this decision point.
