National Acrobat
First Post
Mira hails the rest of the group as they are sitting and talking. "Terrible, terrible. There is something most wicked at work here. We were beset by creatures of the forest while attempting to see the yogi. Jval is gravely hurt. The baboons rushed us. Their eyes, demented. Something evil is in the forests around the village. It infects the animals." She is tired, almost out of breath.