A moment after Shadow Dancer speaks, everyone feels a wave of unease and their hair stand on end. Masque slides off the Gryphon, which looks as glad to be done with that as she was.
"It will take a few minutes to prepare." She produces a bone knife, a bottle, and some cloth from within her cloak, and cuts a circle into the dirt, then sets about carving some probably magical shapes in the ground around it. Ones eyes have trouble focusing on them, and begin to hurt if you do manage it.
After not long she stands up, and tosses the folded square of cloth casually towards Raziel. "Hold this up. Between the sun and the gate." Still kneeling by the ring, she unstoppers the bottle and waits for someone to do as she asked. Not that she even bothered to see that he would catch the thing.