Tuari:
Tuari looked at the bone in his hand, he moved his hand to see if it pointed consistently in the one direction.
No matter how you hold the bone, the sharp tip always points in the same direction. If you try to shift it, it increases in strength. It is as if it is tethered to a long taut rope that originates some ways to the north.
You notice that the tug of the bone is greatly lessening after a few moments.
Tuari:
"Orlanth gave me a vision, it sounds like the spirits have shared their fears with you." he offers his other hand to Salla, "Cut it I will feed her. I would know who she is." once the deed is done he places his own bloody hand upon the bone.
The girl looks back to Shollak, who makes no sign.
Turning to Tuari, she then hesitantly takes your huge left hand and winces as she draws the knife across it.
As you put your wound against the bone you notice that the blood is rapidly absorbed.
The intensity of the pull on the bone is again great as it leaps in your grip and points to the north. Again it fades after a few moments and returns to lifeless bone.
Lemak:
He turns to look at Vorrik
Vorrik is standing a bit outside of the circle of Praxians, his head tilted back and murmuring a psalm about Yelmalio.
Shollak speaks again, his voice raspy and he appears exhausted, his words harder to make out and slurred as he goes on:
“Follow her and she will lead you. How far I do not know. She will not avoid danger, that is not like her, for now as in life she has no fear.
Whatever she shows you, bring back here, to this tree, and give it to the one you see. Not to me though. Not to…”
He falls to the side and is silent.
Karrith, the male attendant, holds his hands up apologetically and wordlessly mouths the words “he is okay”.