Book-worm would look into the night sky as they traveled along. They could not tell the nature of the dark pillar from here, but figured it had to do with the divine mission. It could have been part of their patron's interference. The patron had only been quiet tonight. It was, abnormal for them to be even this quiet and secretive. It did keep Book-worm on their toes as they moved along.

Book-worm would hear the dark whispers in the air. Their mind would be quick to translate the meaning of what was being said as they went along. A common use of their own abilities, and it was not the first darker entity they had conversed with or known of that spoken of locked away secrets in ancient tongues. In fact that was how they met their patron in the first place.

Seeing the paladin sent a shiver of fear into Book-worm, they needed to be careful. They needed to be very careful. They would keep their distance and gather their courage when someone else enters the scene. They overheard the conversation between the two and it was rather clear they arrived at the correct location.

None the less, they feared rushing in. 
A voice whispered into Book-worm's head: [b][i] Careful my chosen [/i][/b] 
At least that was a twisted relief. Their patron was watching...

Book-worm reached out toward the paladin's mind from the shadows. They would begin to speak to the paladin through that manner: [b][i] Be careful warrior of light, and be calm. For another chooses to approach you. Do not raise your weapon.[/i]
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Book-worm would slowly try to approach the paladin