"I didn't intend to bring us here. This would be the last place I would like to be right now, believe me. The spell was concentrated on me, and must have misfired because of my connections to this place."
‘What? What was that? Didn’t mean to bring us here?!’
The look in Glith’s eyes made her heart skip a beat. He was afraid. As she lifted her gaze to the stone columns behind him, not wanting to see that moment of panic, she saw those silent giants overlaid with a ghostly image of what they’d once been. A young girl pinned to one of the pillars, screaming, her face distorted by pain as a sword that looked eerily familiar was drawn from her chest. Through the doorway to her left, now ruined and crumbled yet still with that ethereal overlay, came a mortal man cloaked and hooded in the deep scarlet of Thay’s occupying wizards.
‘This is… this is his memory…’
“Did you see that?” Atelar asked quietly, drawing the woman out of her thoughts.
Even as he spoke aloud Aya got the sense that Atelar wanted to get out of the Delhumide ruin as quickly as possible. Anxiety and energy radiated from his slightly tensed form. Aya swallowed thickly, green eyes were wide with astonishment as he muttered to her in Elven. Was he talking about the fear in Glith's eyes or the flashes of the past that seemed to radiate from him? Just what had gone wrong with that transportation spell?!
‘It’s nice to be spoken to in Elven by someone not trying to make me feel bad about my mixed heritage.’
It did make her feel better, a little, but before she had a chance to respond in kind, Kostvel spoke up. His voice was odd and echoey from within his helm. Aya also hadn’t missed Kostvel’s unusual examination of the ruin’s stone work. He had some sort of link to the rock, which neatly split in his hand. The name ‘Stonegrinder’ suddenly made sense. Perhaps he wasn’t as much of a simple soldier as she’d initially assumed.
"I'm now left with a sort of axe, but otherwise, not much." Kostvel said, showing his damaged… well, half left-behind weapon. "What's so bad about this Delhumide-Thay place anyway? If there's anything lurking about will just give it a good bash and a burning."
'He sort of sounds like Glith… creepy.'
Atelar explained a little hotly to Kostvel what an awful sort of place they’d come to. Meanwhile, Daena was toying with the strange, silvery bug and thinking of something just as beautiful as she was. She being the strange summoned insect.
“How did you get that armor anyway?” Kostvel asked her.
“It’s an illusion,” Aya replied, turning her attention back to him from Daena. “Just a spell, it won’t do me any good in an actual fight, but it makes me look a little tougher, I suppose.”
‘…pretty much just eye candy for the boys in that dress of hers, and fodder for whatever…’
That was Daena. The nearly-elf snapped her attention from the lost soldier to the pirate wench, who was looking at Aya with a bit of a disdainful expression on her face.
'Eye candy? Fodder?!'
For a moment, Lithaya was indignant. And then…
‘She didn’t say that out loud.’
Something was very wrong with this situation, with this place. They’d landed here by mistake and it was quickly becoming apparent to the elven woman that she could catch glimpses inside her fellow traveler’s heads. Could they glimpse into hers? Probably. What else was going on in this ruin? What tie, exactly, did Glith have here? Was there a Red Wizard on his way, ready to finish a job he started?
Centum started speaking then, after a long moment of silence.
"Well, as long as we have no means of getting anywhere else for the time being, we could figure out our best course of action to get to Soulblood Keep from our current destination, which may require a little bit of exploring." The shadow man, Centum, hissed in his strange form of speech. "We may need to set up camp here. So, those of us in the party who are particularly frightened by this place, may need to get used to it for the night, or at least get used to the general vacinity around them, if you don't like exploring."
He turned to Glith, or at least he seemed to have. Again, it was tough to tell exactly where creatures without discernable eyes were looking.
"Do you think we'll be stuck here for the night? Or is it early enough to start leaving this place as soon as possible?"
I don’t know what he’s thinking, but I most certainly am not spending the night in here.
“Centum, I don’t think it’s a good idea for us to camp out here. Like Glith said, he’s got a tie to this place. What if somebody knows he’s here and comes to investigate? I’m with Kostvel and Atelar, I think we should move with all haste. For some reason, I seem to know what you are all thinking,” with this comment, she cast a sideways glance at Daena, “And I don’t like it one bit.”
Her eyes swiveled back to Glith as her falsely armored arms folded over her chest.
“No wonder you hired help,” Lithaya said a little shortly, obviously displeased with her undead employer. “I hope you were not so confident in our method of transport that you neglected to bring the map.”