"We were hoping you could tell us. It must be the spells of the fey — or who else did you manage to enrage? Th

"We were hoping you could tell us. It must be the spells of the fey — or who else did you manage to enrage? This mist is no mere fog — it bewilders the senses and makes you wander in circles. But phantoms are worse. They appear from out of the mist, and there's no end to them. Shadows of our warriors and barbarians, endlessly repeating a fearful battle, none distinguishing friend and foe..." Jamandi shivers, as if icy cold wind is blowing at her back.