Gryffin: Strange Days in Sandpoint

"Does your spells normally do that?" Volioker asks as a purple mist fills up the living room.

"Ummm...no. It normally just summons a spectral floating hand lifts the object into the air and moves it where you wish." Gryffin states.

"There shouldn't have been any purple mist." The eladrin states as he further inspects the mists. "This is all very interesting."

The dwarf then moves towards and opens the nearest window. "Yes, it might be but it's filling up the house and I'm afraid it might stain the furniture!"

"I don't think its harmful dad." Gryffin stats as he casts a magic ball of light which is once more accompanied by the appearance of the same purple mist.

"If you're gonna keep doing that you might as well do it outside!" Volioker scolds his adopted son.

Gryffin absentmindedly moves out of the cottage still casting catnips and observing the strange mists.

He eventually notices that the mists remains around his for a few minutes before rising up towards the Blot.

"Hmmm... Brodert would need to hear about this." Gryffin states as he rubs his chin while staring up at Brodert's Shadow.

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