Ferren halts the party for a moment, listening for a moment. All he notices is the absence of bird song that he might expect. Behind him the old woman can be her muttering to herself, ‘…they could have been redeemed. Why did he murder them without thought? Is he a bad elf, and ……”
Ferren looks around, and can spot some marks on the ground. As he kneels to look closer and see if he can work out who passed here, Sideways and Ceridwen pass him by and walk into the temple. As the witch circles round the pool to the left, the wee gnome picks up a chip of rock and tosses it into the pool. The silence is broken as the black oil erupts from the ground in three distinct pools…