[IRP] Return to the Dread Isle

[Alusq]

"Sleepwalked," Renata echoed as she waved to the others in the distance. She'd thought they'd been lucky that the moon was so bright tonight, but now she was thinking it was just as much the eery atmosphere of the Dread Isle illuminating the environs. She halted and crossed her arms. "You left the ruins, found a path completely free of danger, found another ruin, and found a particular book in that ruin. All in your sleep."

Then she paled.

"This— this is it," she said, all her irritation suddenly replaced by awe. "This magic— it's got to be. This is why the Church sent us here. Not those mindless creatures." It had been impossible to obstruct Tiras from doing exactly what he had just done in his sleep. If this was the work of magic— it has to be— if someone could use that magic to compel the citizenry to rebel against the church... "That's what they fear. Anything they can't control."