Jasper went off into the abandoned part of town after questioning the kid for a few more minutes. The hum of his amulet had grown to the point that it was louder than his footsteps. He considered this both a good and a terrible sign. After wandering for about half an hour he encountered the dwarf. His appearance was ragged and he could smell the dwarf whenever the wind blew towards him. He frowned but called out to the Dwarf. There came no response. He got a bit closer and called out to him again.

Still no response.

Almost standing next to the dwarf, he noticed the dwarf was stuffing black powder into long thin cylinders and sealing them with a fuse stuck out the top. It seemed the dwarf was making some sort of explosive. It was at this point that the dwarf noticed Jaspers presence and frowned at him yelling.

"GO AWAY!"

The mage was surprised to see candle wax protruding from both of the dwarves' ears. He opened his mouth but shut it when he realized the dwarf would not have heard him anyways. Weaving his hands words began to materialize out of the thin air asking the dwarf what he needed such a big bomb for. This smelly dwarf had a crazed look about him, but the mage could glean the cold intelligence between the dwarf's eyes.

"MONSTER!"

The dwarf yelled and Jasper almost got way too excited at such news. Finally, a lead! He quickly calmed himself and followed the dwarf after making it clear he was here to help. The dwarf led him back towards the populated part of the city and grabbed a stick and hastily scribbled in the dirt that the creature would be hunting soon, then they both went into a two-story building that had a good overlook of the part of town they were in. After about an hour's wait Jasper began to hear that strange lullaby and felt himself growing weary as the medallion on his chest began to shake catching the dwarf's attention he noticed Jaspers glazed eyes and his sleepy expression. He grabbed his hand and made him grab his medallion and he seemed to regain clarity despite the song becoming louder.

He pointed out the window and Jaspers eyes widen. On the ground below them crawled a strange abomination. It had sickly white pale skin. Its lower body was that of a snake. It had two sickle-like arms and six long necks that ended in bald human heads. Blackened eyes and vibrant white teeth. They could see that one of its heads had been singing a strange song without pause. Out of one of the buildings calmly walked a man. He was in a trance as he slowly approached the creature. Jasper began to weave a spell, but the dwarf held up his hand and quickly whispered. 

"Don't. We need to find its lair."

Jasper bit his lip as the monster that towered over the human swiftly pierced its body with its sickles and began to take giant mouthful from the human that was not even struggling. They still looked blissful as they were being devoured. The mage gripped his free hand that was not on the amulet until his knuckles were white. Somehow this creature was capable mind spells and whoever it ate was completely forgotten about once they were eaten. It needed to die

No. It HAD to die.

As the man vanished Jasper found himself struggling to recall that someone had even been eaten. It was only the medallion that kept it fresh in his mind. After it finished its grisly meal, it began to slither away. The two began to slowly follow it until they came to a small cavern near the base of the far side of the fort. As they approached the hole, the dwarf gave Jasper two large Cottonballs and made him stuff them in his ears, then sealed them in with some candle wax that the mage quickly melted with a spell. The world had gone silent, but it was better this way. Now he could use both hands. As they descended into the darkness they came to a small opening in the cave and encountered the creature. It had been waiting for them.

With surprising speed, it slithered forward all six of its mouths wide open to devour the duo. Jasper unleased a blade of wind towards the creature splitting one of its heads apart halfway down its long neck. Meanwhile the dwarf had lit a small explosive and chucked it into an open maw. Resulting in a horrifying bang as the head exploded showering the other heads as well as them in black blood. The remaining heads all shrieked loudly as its white tail flailed about. The exploded head regrew much like that of a hydra, but the one Jasper had killed had not regrown itself. It was only now that he somehow realized the split head was still surviving though it probably wished it wasn't. 

Leaping backwards Jasper began to rapidly chant as he focused all his mana into the magical amulet, and he could feel the medallion absorbing his mana pool like a roaring whirlpool before it unleashed a devastating blue mana beam that completely demolished the monster. All that remained was its white tail. He dropped to his knees utterly spent with his mana having bottomed out. The dwarf was panicking and trying to shove a mana potion into his hand. He was yelling at the confused Jasper as he pulled out the massive bomb he had originally been building when they met.

"Do you really think a beast that small could have wiped out so much of this town in such a small time if it only ate one person at a time?"

As if to answer the dwarf a roar so fierce shook the entire cavern they were in and grinning head after grinning head began to become visible from tunnel on the other side of the cavern. Jasper had unexpectedly wet himself and had stopped counting, once over fifty heads had become visible with no signs of stopping.

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"The False Hydra is the stuff of nightmares." The Storyteller said grimly.

The group of adventurers all looked at one another before the black-haired mage in front spoke.

"Aren't you going to finish the story?"

The Storyteller scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

"I can't. Jasper refused to tell me how the story ended. All I know is he was the only one that walked out of that cave and he was half dead by the end of it all. None of the other villagers ever got their memories back even after the death of those things." 

He cleared his throat as he continued.

"If the False Hydra is singing, you will forget about the beastie, even if you are looking directly at it. But if you can keep sight of it in a mirror without directly looking at it can make you aware of it, but it loses its effect if you look upon its physical form. Making yourself deaf is probably the best option if your group doesn't have magic to combat the mind spell it sings. That really screws up teamwork though."