Their three hour tour rapidly came to a halt as the three headed Theullai, surfaced, indolently from a detached bulk circumferentially housing the Verdant Stream. The mystical marriage of the emerald rivulet joined to a couple ring subtly suggested a nuptial and mutual protection. This twelfth labor of love, now, was defended by a seemingly noncommittal guard dog. A theogony, reconciling such a relation to their previous visitor on the high seas, begged a Euripidean solution. This was their underworld but where was an axiomatic Theseus? Or a famed Pirithous? To fulfill a punishment pledged against an unmet Marid, wishing against its station, burying its interventions from the public with the ostensible help of a thrice pronged semblance of a foreshadowed Bledig. The proposterous princess of pranks peered past the peculiar portal, curiously attempting to ascertain the wolf’s veracious demeanor in addition to its delightful moniker. Whether this Cerberus be friend or foe? The fashion of its timing was impeccable, likely condemning their expedition’s future before the current circuitously would wash the party farther from the destination of its desire. Complete independence from impending jeopardy grew unviable from the impractical joker’s point of view, though the monstrosity was, for the time being, on the polar position's tide, with the avocado vine between them. It would be impossible. Unless. A whisper retorted back at Cynthia’s query. [color=ed1c24]“Mercy on us, it’s high time in our day to cast off all aquatic cares and get down to business.”[/color] The silver half-elf sleeved both arms into her ropy lattice and instructed all to join. [color=ed1c24]“Hold onto the net, be sneaky and cuddle close.”[/color] Quickly, a magical obscurity overtook the mesh and emanated darkness as the excursion’s outward shell was engulfed by the webbed shadows. Her over imaginative pea-sized brain believed that an impenetrable void approaching their overt target would be innocuously and completely inconspicuous. Besides she appeared to possess a scheme or at least a back-up plan. [Hider Mechanics] Koan will Twin Spell Darkness on both the net and her tongue-ring. She will keep her mouth closed, obscuring the source of its Darkness but allowing the net’s 15 foot radius (30 feet diameter) to encompass the entire troupe. Can you guess where this is going? Eek! [/Hider]