[IRP] Return to the Dread Isle

[Alusq]

"Sir Tiras found something." Renata finally managed a few words, clearly still spooked. "Some kind of tome. He had some sort of vision, someone leading him to some more ruins. I don't know what manner of magic it is, but..." Whoever it is, could they be on our side? Do they even know what's going on in the world? "If the spirits dwelling in this place knew of the Church's intentions for the Dragon's Gate... They'd need mortal hands to carry their artifacts to safety... but those creatures..." It was impossible for Renata to even pretend at knowing anything about whatever haunted the Dread Isle, even leaving aside its motives. "But we didn't run into any of them on our way. Whatever possessed Sir Tiras knew how to avoid them."

It was a strange narrative being formed in Renata's mind, with the decaying morphs and restless spirits put at odds with one another. She wondered what really awaited them at the Dragon's Gate as much out of curiosity as hope for answers from whatever awaited them there. Perhaps things would be clearer in the morning.