Round 6

As Halie's silver holy symbol glowed, a warm light spilled from the stone, illuminating the runes and revealing their true nature. The group fell silent, their faces reflecting a mix of awe and trepidation. Jeane's eyes narrowed as she examined the runes more closely, her demonic gaze tracing every line and curve with meticulous precision. She produced a small obsidian stylus and began to carefully etch a symbol onto the stone, as if trying to communicate with the ancient magic. Halie's face remained set in serious concentration as she tended to Merrin's wound, her hands moving with practiced efficiency. The halfling scout watched anxiously, her heart racing as she realized the gravity of their situation - one wrong move could spell doom for them all.