A glinting caught my eye, and I walked over to investigate what appeared to be a large tablet, some three foot wide and tall and a foot deep, in amongst the bits of scattered stone and masonry. It was striking, and made of a shining black mineral the likes of which I had never encountered before - even in writings. Chiselled into it were strange markings, which I made out to be an ancient language, all but extinct now for over four millennia.
Working slowly, I began to decipher the intricately carved symbols. From what I could make out, it seemed to recount how the alchemists of the city were experimenting with a newly discovered form of magic… necromancy perhaps… or altering of the human body? The exact wording I was not able to fully understand.
It was difficult to interpret the glyphs, with their sheer age and the wear on the stone tablet, which in areas was worn away and wholly impossible to read. I saw references to death, panic, torture…
My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by an odd noise… a sort of wet slapping. I looked up -- and there I saw it. A creature so shocking, adventurer, I find it difficult to describe to you in words.
It was no dragon – for the dragon is strong and beautiful. Nor was it a demon, for the demon is powerful and cunning. No, the creature that stood before me was foul and hideous. A disgusting mass of quivering, grey, gelatinous flesh, vaguely humanoid, and some two or three inches taller than the average man. Membranous wings protruded from a hunched back, ripped and torn by splintered protruding bone. A mangled face looked towards me, a single bloodshot eye staring into mine, a foul, black, oozing pit sitting where the other should reside.
There it stood, some 20 feet from me. A putrid smell made me gag and wish to vomit, but I simply stood there, frozen.
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