One of the robed figures slowly rose, before turning to face them. She tried to make out the creature’s visage beneath its oversized cowl, but all she glimpsed were high cheekbones and an iridescent sliver light that seemed to emanate from the creature’s single eye socket. The strange being filled her with dread, its dwarfed stature reminding her of the malformed Freylarkai who inhabited the western fringes of the domain, away from the judgemental eyes of those living in the vale. She sensed that the creature knew terrible things, ancient secrets that could never be told due to the impossible weight of their burden. Perhaps such awful knowledge had caused the creature’s decrepit appearance, having eroded its form over time. In any event, she could feel the Watcher’s foreboding presenc
