“<Looking into the crystal, the light around you is slowly drowned in inky smoke. An imposing presence crushes down on you, whispering unintelligibly in your ear. Looking for the source, you see nothing, but the sensation grows. Your head begins to swim as the darkness deepens and the noise becomes deafening.
Summoning all your willpower to steel your resolve...
The light has returned, the noise silenced, and you stand with a humble crystal in your hand.
Perhaps Wrathion knows more about it...>”
