[color=dimgray]""I am the Mindskitter, the beast of knowledge, what do you wish to ask of me?"[/color]

 The pale man holding the lantern appeared to be concentrating on the aberration, coaxing something from its mind. 

 [i]"A beast of knowledge...?[/i] Amheurst had heard of such things-in strange tales told late at night at his father's table. Amheurst would sit quietly in the shadows listening to men and women with scars and weapons with names like [i]Lightbringer[/i], [i]Goblin-Bane[/i] and [i]Firebrand[/i]. They would talk and tell stories of deep dungeons, catacombs and dead cities along the [b]Bright Road[/b]. 

 The Bright Road...

 An ancient underground path built by gnomes or dwarves long ago and lit by gas lights drawing their fuel from somewhere incomprehensibly deep below the crust of the Sphere. That is where Amheurst was headed when he ran into this...[i]thing..[/i]

 [color=thistle]"Do you know the way to the Bright Road?"[/color] he asked the Mindskitter, doubtfully.