Dense black clouds obscure the sky as a monumental thunderstorm gathers. The ground nearby Troll's Bane tremors and quakes. One might notice some hooded figures gathered south of the town, apparently partaking in a ritual. Abruptly, from the earth a colossal tower begins to rise, casting a gargantuan shadow across the isle. Cacophony spreads throughout the isle from the place in which the ritual takes place as the monolith forces its way above the surface before lodging itself in place. The silhouettes disappear into the edifice as the clamorous noise dies down.
In Troll's Bane, the previously elusive merchants unlock their establishments, staring in disbelief at the struture. Borgate cuts through the silence with a perplexed, "Arrr...?!"
One might hear Eliza mutter, "Hopefully they will leave usss alone now.." before entering her shop, leaving the doors unlocked in good faith. Sorgan and Borgate nod, returning to their own respective properties.
