The smoke sigil pulses above the blockhouse, and the Pit goes still around it. Hhannvis feels cold pressure slide over his skin like mist with intent.
Zarona Vos Zhurshitt
You are here on a quest, I can sense it. I felt your prayer earlier.
A white shimmer gathers in the haze, long and serpentine, smoke coiling around bright scales. The apparition leans closer, its lisp soft but sharp as a blade.
Zarona Vos Zhurshitt
Speak, little summoner, why do you tread this basin and disturb my silence?
Sefru tightens his grip on his spear near the ledge. Huryol watches the dragon shape with wary awe, half a step behind cover.
Hhannvis
The sigil and the apparition are linked.
Zarona Vos Zhurshitt
That symbol is no gift, it is a notice. If you mean to pass my blockhouse, you will answer me first.
✓ Quest Accepted
Answer Zarona Vos Zhurshitt