[h3]Narkissa Langdon[/h3] [@Rune_Alchemist] [@Crimson Paladin] What a lovely little god this was. And by lovely, she meant anything but. At the very least, her gambit [i]seemed[/i] to pay off. The Illuminator had entirely focused her (his?) attention on the empty-headed man and his promise and not her. Narkissa wasn’t under any illusion that she’d pulled a fast one on a god, though, let alone one that was the god of knowledge. It didn’t take an omnipotent being to notice that she was skirting around making an oath, and if the Illuminator wanted to collect from her despite her implicit refusal to make a deal, she knew there was nothing stopping the god from doing so. All the more of an incentive to leave this place as soon as she could, especially after hearing the evil god’s parting words. [b]“Right. So. Us three are going to have [i]much[/i] to talk about later. But right now, I’d like to prioritize our survival,”[/b] Narkissa said, as soon as they were out of earshot of the Illuminator and her corpse dance. Nonetheless, she gave Lazhira a very apologetic look for putting her in such an awkward position. She was glad she was able to save the girl, though. [b]“I don’t want to leave Leannah alone either, but we might be forced to,”[/b] she lamented. They did not, in fact, have a hydraulic jack, after all, nor could she probably recreate one with magic yet upon second thought. And like Novak, she did not like that god’s warning at all. [b]“I get the impression that there are, in fact, some more rabid followers, by the way she spoke. As much as I want to leave, [i]now[/i], we need to do some scouting. How about this; let’s get back to the tar pit first. Novak can shimmy up the rope and peek his head out to see if the coast is clear up top, and then we can plan from there,”[/b] she suggested, shamelessly volunteering the man up first.