*As Siobhan finishes speaking, suddenly her eyes roll back in their sockets and she lets loose a loud and terrible scream and clutches her chest as if being stabbed.*
*Her eyes shoot open.*
"I touched the spirit of a desperate soul...Curtains of water...a latticework of towers and spires and walkways like a multidimensional labyrinth...running, pouring, drenching, the water spirits crying out in sorrow at what they see below, their tears raining down even as Balinor tries to gently soothe his daughters..."
"But the desperate soul...running with urgency, carrying an important satchel...but, fear, pathos, a visceral scent of adrenaline like a cornered beast...And then...a skybridge between Dalannan Tower and the Kelsa Spire...I do not know where these are, but the lost soul did. A deep searing pain throughout, and an oozing puddle of red blood, mixing in with the billowing droplets of rain, as the water spirits weep and the wind spirits howl in sorrow...and the soul sinks and disperses, swallowed by a gaping maw...Dollurh...