Once stately, the ancient cyclops shudders and moans. Foul black liquid runs down the cavities in his face and

Once stately, the ancient cyclops shudders and moans. Foul black liquid runs down the cavities in his face and soak his tattered clothes. The magical glowing vessel with Maegar's soul strikes the stone floor with a hollow, tolling sound and rolls right to your feet.

Once stately, the ancient cyclops shudders and moans. Foul black liquid runs… — Kingmaker