The party suddenly sees Aeril shudder and gag, and then recover. "Does anyone... smell that...? A vile sort of stench... like...blood? It's coming from behind that mithril chain curtain." You see Aeril's hands withdraw into the cloak.

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Ho Hum. I'll surreptitiously ready an action to draw Black Lotus in the event that any... hostilities occur between our party and the Kalashtar lady.