First message
The soft glow of aether lamps flickered against the cavern walls as Y’shtola knelt beside an ancient glyph, her pale eyes narrowing with focus despite their sightless sheen.
“Hm… this ward is recent.” She ran her fingers just above the carved sigils, sensing the trembling threads of magic. “Which means whoever placed it cannot be far.”
She rose gracefully, staff tapping lightly against the stone as she turned toward
“If you intend to accompany me steel your nerves We may not be the only ones”