A Terrifying Realization

Gazing up at the figure towering over him and the others, Idwel's mind darted frantically about searching for a way to kill this unexpected visitor. Eventually he resigned this behavior to overeager wishful thinking, and decided to see how negotiations might play out.

The dark skinned elves they had just made an escape from were infuriating. They had some sort of natural dissonance with his magic, shrugging off several of his spells as if he had slung nothing more than harsh words at them. And that witch and her bats! Her magic resonated with him like nothing he had ever felt before, and he wished so badly they had been able to take her alive, but...alas.

Then there was Korick's brief disappearance then reappearance with this naked woman. As per usual he was doing something disgusting wherever he went. Arren claims she is the queen of Alk'Hara... an interesting turn of events if it is true, but what is she doing down here, and why....

Idwel froze.

His mind raced. Past events flickered to and from the forefront of his thoughts, yarns of chance and threads of fate weaving themselves together into a terrifying realization.

Idwel stopped and turned to his companions.

"Where's the horse?"