"Bah..., meh. Too thin! Too ugly! Too old!" A disheartening sigh could be heard as the Witch-hag shakes her ugly wrinkled head and places it into her palm. "Fertile woman I said! Not the poor mangy flea ridden excuses I see before me!". Her dismay apparent as her eye gazes at her trusted Fimm warriors. None of them dares too meet her glare as they stand haplessly. Some are nervously shuffling their feet while others' tail is tucked in safe between the legs. For even the largest of the warriors Balor knows it is unwise anger his mistress, for she might be old, she still has fearsome magic powers that instill fear in his heart. Araznaroa the Flatulent, Meargh extrordinaire continues... "What will come of this tribe? My warriors have been finding less and less appropriate breeding material. Our future is looking dire indeed. So, Balor? Is this all you bring me, some food and these excuses for humans!" Her eye resting on him with a look of disdain which made him feel tiny and insignificant. "Err...," he stumbles. "Well! Out with it, my patience is growing thin Balor!" The hags voice shrieked. "Well, mylady, we found this one object, none of us knows what it is. It looked like a bright ball with light in it. At certain point it looked like it had people inside. When Moloch tried to smash and open it it gave him a schock while remaining unscathed." He sees a disbelieving glint in the Mearghs eye and quickly continues... "It must be a weapon of sorts O great and wise Hag!! We brought it in hope that your Wiseness has use for it. Forgive me if I failed you mistress. Have I not been your loyal servant O mighty hag?" "Bring in the orb!" he bellows. Four Shearls carry the orb in a net. The weight of the object apparent as their muscles are strained and sweat appears on their foreheads. Yet in face of their Meargh they dare not show weakness.

Araznaroa lifts her old wrinkly body out of her throne and slowly makes her way to the glowing orb. "Nothing but clouded colors! What sort of nonsense did you bring me?" "Clear images were seen mistress, but they did fade once we entered the mists again." Balor started. "Mylady, my only wish is to serve you, have I not done my duties? If I failed, please punish me mistress!" Her eye goes from the orb to Balor and back. "Bring the orb to my hut, I will decide later what to do wth you Balor, now begone! All of you!"