"Master!!! She has followed them here!!!" screamed the cat creature as he stepped into the ring of stones. "The Drow Priestess followed them!"

"Yes yes" was the rumbling reply. There was no fear at the knowledge. This rather irritated the grimalkin. Nothing seemed to ruffle the leafy skin of the Green Man. "She has recieved a diving edict to eradicate the party. Lloth is like that you see. Tell me what happened."

The grimalkin hung his head. He was afraid of that. Lloth was not a nice goddess. She was rather vengefull. "She found the party, Big and Hairy sliced her a bit..she dropped a map (quite by accident) and ran away."

Again, the slow rumbling chuckle, "See, nothing to worry about."

"The ghost, the monk, has been having fun with the party. He has been playing practical jokes on the hairy one. The hairy one seems to be intent to NOT believe that the monk is a ghost. He WANTS to believe that he is truly and irrevocably dead. Such a shame. But that is what he wants."

"Some do not want to move on."

"They fought some naga too. It was a rather quick fight." Jeremy just sat there then. This was all that he had to report. The fight was rather quick, and nothing extraordinary happened about it. He began to walk away. When he reached the outer ring of stones he glanced back. He saw the Green Man talking to the shamaness. He handed her something, and began speaking intently.

"I wonder what is going on there" thought Jeremy to himself, then bound down the cavern.