Channeled through
Csillag the Force washes over you all. The presence is comforting and restoring and it's difficult to pass up on the opportunity to close your eyes. When you do -- you are all centered in on a vision -- you can clearly see each of you, yet around you the events of the past unfold...
The image of a man coalesces around you -- he is in the garb of a local hunter and he enters the caves that you are in. Dark waves gently emanate from him as cruelty and disdain for his prey enshroud him like a dark robe of evil. Ignoring the beauty of the tunnels around him, his path takes him to a central cavern, in which a mature icewolf mother tends to her pups.
The hunter sights down his rifle at the icewolf mother's neck, then adjusts his aim towards her legs. A ghostly slug flies from the rifle in slow motion, and you follow it as it slams into the icewolf in the silent cruelty of the vision. The icewolf is clearly in pain and obviously injured and the hunter fires another shot, then approaches her litter with an open sack. He stuffs cub after cub within, glaring at their injured den mother as if daring her to stop him.
The apparition of the hunter becomes threaded through with vile-looking black veins as you watch, and when he turns to leave, they erupt from his body and worm their way into the cave walls. The vision and the ghostly figures fade, but you still sense the corruption the hunter's actions unleashed. For as long as the mark of his deeds remains upon the cave, his spite and cruelty will remain as well.
Each of you stand, blinking in the caves once more -- certain of the path to the center and now aware of what has enhanced the taint of the dark side in this vergence of the Force.
All characters also remove all strain as a benefit of the vision and the Force's guiding and comforting nature.
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