*Wind bends the long dark grass, it spins and swirls the grass forming strange and peculiar patterns. Nazlik runs through the grass in hurry, she tries to reach Ukki who walks calmly far away ahead of her. Even how fast she runs she cannot seem to reach him, no matter how much she struggles. She just cannot catch up with him. Cold wind gathers dark clouds in the sky. Ukki starts to climb a small hill standing alone in the grassy plains. On top of the hill she can see that strange stone table from the tomb, surrounded with four tall stone pillars. This time the table is larger, crouching ominously on top of the hill like a formless beast emanating sheer horror, as if it was alive. Nazlik wants nothing more than to turn and run from it. But she can´t, and he is going determinedly straight to it.
She tries to warn him, stop him from going near that evil thing. But the cold wind takes away her scream as if wanting to silence her. She runs after him but running feels like she is wading through waist deep of cold water. Black clouds gather over the hill as Ukki finally reaches the table. Lightning cracks the sky.
She can hear his voice as the wind carries it to her as if it would want her to hear it. "Power", she hears him whisper in a cold hollow voice as he places his hands on the stone table. The moment his hands touch the stone table a thunderstorm breaks loose, four lighting arcs strike down from the dark twirling clouds striking the stone pillars around the table. The power of the lightning funnels down from the pillars across the top of the hill into the stone table. Through the table the crackling power fills Ukki and she can hear his ecstatic voice echo all around her.
The constant thunder storm illuminates the hill top revealing strange dark shadows standing by the pillars. That moment when she sees them the shadows start to move. They all detach themselves from the pillars and start gliding towards Ukki who doesn´t see anything else but the stone table.
Nazlik screams her warning and this time he seems to hear her. Ukki turns around and their eyes meet. There is saddness in his eyes, as if he knew what was to come though still unable to stop it. Dark shadow figures gather around him, she sees how each of them draws out a strange dagger. Black as night, like a dagger shaped tear in the fabric of the world as if there was nothing there but a hole in their shadowy arms.
Each one of them plunges their dagger into Ukki. He stands there looking at her as the blood gushes from his wounds. He smiles at her and whispers, "For you my love". Slowly he falls on his back on the stone table as the shadows disperse. She falls on her knees tears falling from her eyes, loss and grief wash over her. With his death the thunder storm slows down, as if it was the sole thing this storm was waiting for. Slowly the wind dies out a cold rain begins. Nazlik wanders closer to him, silently sobbing she cleans the blood of his face. She then reaches out and closes his staring eyes.
Sudden convulse shakes his body. For a moment a faint hope fills Nazlik´s heart as she leans closer but then she has to back away in shock. A crack has appeared on Ukki´s chest among the wounds. Black slime pours out of it. This black and oily slime oozes out of the wound throbbing with a sickening pulse. It grows and expands taking a shape of man. For her shock it starts to look like him. The being stands up reaching it´s arm towards her hissing "price...".*
*Nazlik winces awake. Still feeling the horror from her dream she reaches out to him but he is not there. Despite the comforting sound of the rain outside the cave Nazlik sits up agitated looking for him, to her relief she sees him sitting by the mouth of their cave watching the rain in the early morning light. He watches the rain in his thoughts as she wraps her arms around him from behind. "Not sleeping anymore I see" he said as she pressed her cheek against his. "Promise me you will never do anything to endanger yourself, or us" she whispers to his ear, "promise me". "Whats this?" he said turning to her, "what brought this up?" "Just promise to me" she said squeezing him tighter. He took her hand reassuring, "I promise".
This was probably not the best moment to talk to her about the stone table he had been thinking of, he thought. He was now more than ever sure that the ancient stone table in the tomb had resonated with his latent dreamer ability. The more he thought about it the more sure he was. As Nazlik sat there next to him her arms around him he thought to himself, "There has to be a way to bring that item to Minrathous".*
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