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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Carnifex" data-source="post: 1209153" data-attributes="member: 227">The first proper new SH post in quite a while! Poor Mel and Wyshira, stuck above ground in the presence of the beholderkin while the others have all the fun of being chewed on by hungry ghouls <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f61b.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":p" title="Stick out tongue    :p"  data-smilie="7"data-shortname=":p" />At first it seemed like an odd rebound of adrenaline and shock from her most recent misadventure, but soon Melisande realized there was something more to the buzzing in her veins than the normal--she was becoming an expert on trauma and recovery, and this sensation was new. Moreover it seemed associated with the flash of blue light from the valley, and the Beholder's reaction made her nervous. Even Pierre, uncharacteristically curious, poked one head from her pocket. Clearly the Beholder was not expecting a visitor of any kind, although it sensed (as she did) that whatever made the flash was headed right for them. Perhaps it was the group, having already collected a supply of rocks and emerging from some back entrance--? Unlikely. Mel shrank back, tugging at Wyshira's sleeve urgently. She had already seen the Beholder when it was irritated. "Whatever it is," she squeaked, "maybe we should get somewhere out of sight--" (and out of the line of fire) "--until it goes away." "But, I want to see-" Wyshira protested as Melisande pulled at her arm. She glanced up at the beholderkin, and noticed that at least half of the creature's eyestalks remained focused on its pair of hostages. Then she looked back down the ravine, straining her eyes to see what it was that the monster said was approaching. She could feel it, whatever it was: something divine. A messenger of a god, perhaps? How would the beholderkin react? Maybe Melisande was right to hide. Wyshira allowed the sorceress to pull her back a few steps, but stopped short of getting too far away to see. "Let's watch from here," she whispered breathlessly. "I don't think it's something evil. It's..... " But she didn't finish her thought. "...It's something powerful, I think," Mel finishes weakly for Wyshira. "I feel like I have ants all over." She shudders. "I think we should move just a little--" she hints with a wide-eyed significant glance at the wary Beholder. "Powerful. Yes," Wyshira agreed, still staring expectantly toward the bottom of the ravine. Then Mel's hints about moving away from the Beholderkin began to sink in. "All right," she finally conceded. "But... slowly." She caught Melisande's eye with a meaningful look of her own, and mouthed the words: "We - don't want to - alarm - it."</blockquote>

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