Anrin's Divine Sense gives him a bad feeling. Nothing here has been obviously desecrated, but something is wrong.
A door down the corridor behind the commander slams open, and you hear the clank of metal boots and the tapping of a staff. The Lieutenant emerges and stands to the side, peering at the group with evil eyeballs.
Behind him emerges Lareth, tapping an ornate staff which is decorated with two golden hooks. He also has a mace chained to his belt, and wears gleaming plate armour.
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Lareth is a moderately short man, but his beautiful long hair, flawless skin and chiselled jaw are quite a sight to behold.
"So, you have come to join the cause? To quench the folly of man and restore the elemental powers to their true position in the natural order? Why, what a crowd. I suppose we had better begin with your initiation then."
He smiles with glee and eyes up each of you one by one, pacing a little to allow the sound of his armour to echo through the room and passageway.