Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224118/@comment-1734134-20170211225019

The vision is hazy and strange, but you can decipher some things - including the smell of roasted grox, and the image of a clawed hand sweeping at you. It fades into a mist.

Breriers men hold their fire, letting the two men continue walking - the soldier in the hazmat gear scanning the blackened water with a large radio-like device before shaking his head and moving further along - alongside his guard. The two are within arms reach of the party, and seem to be unaware of your presence.