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Time seemed to slow in the room, as if the world itself were coming to a halt. It was only an illusion created by all persons in the room turning inward to their own thoughts. More than ample moments had passed for someone to respond to Astrid’s question, but no one had. Astrid asks Oorvid for one of his carving axes so that she could use the butt of it to deface the floor tiles. As she takes the Mhytre’s weapon in hand the one Amiradtha, who had been communicating with the party, waved his hands in an attempted cessation of such action. “Zhdat! Wait! I have not told you all.”
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When Star Wolfess is finally done coping the misterious marks and annalising the bloody handprint, she replies to both Astrid and Amiratha in charge: "Why not put some new tiles all over here to cover both these signs with the standing node? You could hide them without damaging them and in a future you could summond some heavenely being when you learn how to correctely use this device."
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The village Elder had some knowledge of a Sprite, but all information about such creatures was more the product of religion or superstition, rather than anything practical. The runes were unknown, though it was suggested that it might be writing from the days of the Yahdram, something the party already knew. Aanfil, Oorvid’s father knew nothing of other worlds or creatures who might inhabit them. Religion for the Orngaddrin and all Mhytres in general was more practical. Of the runes he offered a tiny bit more familiarity than any other. “I am sure that you already suspect those to be markings from the long gone days of the Yahdram. I have seen such markings before. When I was a younger man, before Oorvid was born, I was a prospector not a smith. In the mountains near our village, there, we once came across something similar, carved into smoothed rock around the entrance to a cave. We never entered that cave.”
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