The air grows suddenly still as the banshee locks her eyes on you Sirus. Her form begins to glow with an unearthly light as she searches for your answer and when she speaks it is as if with several voices in chorus.

"Neznar, dark elf... Drow! Servant of the dark mistress; the queen of spiders. He seeks the power of the Wave Echo caves and his eye is upon you... all of you. Your exploits have made him... curious."

Then with a sudden flash of white light she is gone and a whispered voice echoes through the air.

"Stay... rest... touch nothing."

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