"I am Qamadhevi," the being replied, and the name carried weight that made the air tremble. "The Thousand Serpent Deity. And you, Jolthar Kaezhlar, are required elsewhere."
She gestured, and from the forest emerged another figure.
This one didn't bother with human appearance. It was massive, easily eight feet tall, with skin that looked like living stone covered in moss and lichen. Its face was craggy and ancient, with eyes like burning coals set deep in rocky sockets. Vines and roots grew through its body, making it unclear where the being ended and nature began.
"Borehym awaits," the stone being rumbled, its voice like grinding boulders.
Jolthar tried to move, tried to summon his power, but the alcohol in his system sabotaged every attempt. His aura flickered weakly, unable to manifest properly. He was vulnerable, exposed, and being taken somewhere by beings that radiated divine power.
This was very, very bad.
