Upon stumbling outside through the magically enhanced darkness, our draconic hero finds himself before the stream.From behind him, the voice of the yuan-ti woman cries out in disgust. “You haven’t found the bastard?!” She is livid with rage and her fangs are bared in a feral snarl. “That one must be stopped! Come, I see I must track him for you, what a pitiful druid you are!” Bashing her way through the trees, you tentatively follow.
Soon, before you lies a solid sheet of mist. The woman states: “the nest of angels; this is not good. He intends to retreat to the city of shadows. We must hasten!”
Upon the vast solid cloud terrain there is a single peak barely visible before you. “He will hide in the shadows. Even a shadow caster must rest in this cursed hallow place. Let us slay him now while he is weak!” She sprints around the peak and you follow and… There appears to be nothing there. The woman curses in a very unladylike fassion. Before she can impose any more violent intonations upon your ears, you cast detect magic. There, near the edge of the enormous shadow of the mountain, is the silhouette of the caster. He hefts a dark great sword challengingly. You attack!