'Uek-Soahh wrote:
Who’s really in control here?
What should I be on the lookout for?
What here is not what it appears to be?
Wek inhales the reek of the the leeches, the burnt wood and burnt bodies, the spilled black blood, the song of the swamp, the sticky black mud teeming with microscopic life. His tongue clicks on his teeth and flicks the air. "A moment, Ssstybar..."
You feel certain, Wek, that the Leech Lord was behind this attack. Little is known about him, but for the fact that he is as opportunistic as the animals he controls. He's like a druid, of sorts...but warped, twisted, and evil. He attacks sun-lovers and lizardfolk at will, appearing to know no allegiances but to his own hunger and the hunger of that of his "children."
He's gone now, and while the fires are still burning all around you in the ruins of the village, they don't appear to be spreading any more. You can navigate them safely without fear of their hazards.
You notice something odd about the leech that Arathoth shredded to bits with his strange, fox-like machine that never sat right with you somehow. It's like a vein, pulsing weakly as the leech bleeds out, but it's glowing ever so faintly. You feel certain that if you were to touch it, you could feel the mind of the far-off manipulator...as the connection between them appears not to have been fully severed yet! Take +1 to the inevitable defy danger roll that will ensue if you try this, due to the Discern Realities success.
Arathoth, when you kick Ozmus' body, his arms and legs contract and curl up over his body like a spider's does when it dies. It startles you for a moment, so you kick it again to make sure he's dead. He is.
