Meribabell writes:
Time seemed to limp along today. We stayed put caring for our friend. Rumble can only remember one detail from his experience these past two days. His cloak of invisibility hung up on a thorny plant he was passing. Then, as he described it – “night fell in the middle of the day.”
It is clear to me that the trancing spell commenced at that juncture. But perhaps what is more disturbing this spell shrouds itself in forgetfulness.
Despite these potential dangers, I yielded to Dunfallon’s desire to go out to look around.
He brought back Rumble’s cloak. In two pieces. He rent it when disentangling it from the thorny plant it was half hiding.
And in the action he just escaped the notice of a lone human camped nearby.
Dunfallon did not hang around lest he suffer the same fate as Rumble.
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