The horse creature sporting a flaming mane appeared and after a surprisingly large amount of coaxing from its master allowed Grug to rise on horseback. The elven woman instructed him to be careful: While the flame would not burn him, the appearance and innate being of the creature could affect him. He was also told he should not go and try to spur the creature, to which he chortled slightly. "Trust me, I would not dream of it", he gave her his response. He preferred the slow and steady option anyway.

He and Fionn found themselves outside, waiting for Nakreyya with her steed for company. The night had settled in, but the red energy that had greeted them upon arrival was there no more. Usually the Oracle would have been snoozing away at this hour, but the night air revitalised his body as its nocturnal instincts began taking over his forcibly instituted daywalker habits. He headed for his wagon and sat down, staring at the stars above for the time being. Once the elf would join them again, they could discuss what they had learnt. After all, the trio seemed to be the only ones who cared about the odd message. The others had seemingly abandoned the cause soon after.

The woman returned eventually, the Oracle nodding in her direction as her shape appeared at the entrance. "She has returned to us", the Oracle remarked to the armoured mage while he absent mindedly played with the fingers of his left hand. Once the elf had returned back to them, he would ask a few questions from the two and anyone else who might still stick nearby. "First I will need to ask you the most important question. If there was a powerful being capable of scouring this land... would you fight it or hide from it?" was his opener. Those around him could undoubtedly piece together what the answers to this question would mean.

Who would hide or flee, Grug would send on their way. While more warriors on the side of life would be good, a panicked and possibly easily swayed warrior would not do. Those who gave him the correct answer he would implore to stay and listen. "What I have seen has been... rough for the mind of an old orc such as myself. There are many futures before us, yet many of those see this land shrouded in darkness. Undead roam the plains and villages are but shadows of their former selves. Still there are futures where everything is the same as now. I am certain that this is linked to visions I have had of a ruin deeper in the ground... and a faceless being standing above us. I have seen myself there as well. In every future, I stand before this creature. Allies by my side differ... but what I know for certain is that it is not I who will win or lose this fight. I can hardly stand. Thus, I ask of you again... will you fight?"

[@CoyoteLovely][@Silvan Haven]