Chapter 2: City of Trade

Murqual’s directions lead to a rickety iron ladder in an alleyway that climbs the side of a long, low warehouse. The roof is canted at a slight enough angle that it might as well be flat. Several other rooftops are adjacent, at more or less equal height, forming an L-shaped superstructure.

The mask itself is made from crimson-and-white lacquer, and Murqual has given you its command word: "chalifan." Speaking the command word causes it to exhale a white-and-red cloud of smoke. A trio of foggy shapes spiral out of the growing cloud, hovering in the air around you. Each shape resolves itself into a creature that resembles a disembodied and bestial head covered in lashing hair and curling horns! The things snarl as they prepare to attack.