Balmor didnt want to risk breathing , but when he couldnt take it any more , he breathed in , and nothing happened. He was being dragged even lower down into the depths of what seemed like an innocent puddle , but was obviously not. Were they going to leave him down here? After a while they reached the bottom.
"Leeaavvee thee amulettt onnn"
"You are here because we felt like you had recently been angered by someone."
"Were we right?"
"Yes" grumbled Balmor , slightly unimpressed by the "palace"
"So , um... do you enjoy living here?"
"No. Thats why we got you."
"I dont understand?"
"You will do."
"We spriggons stole water breathing amulets from the dead Alcemist you saw"
"We built this palace , to seem better than everyone else."
"But nobody seems to notice."
"Anyway. We need you , to make us not kill you , return here everytime your caravan is nearby , with one person that has been stupid enough to trust you."
"Okay."
"We expect the first one by the time your caravan has moved on"
"But sleep now"
Balmor instantly fell into a deep slumber , dreaming about what they will do to the first victim"
I will not lure ANY of you without your ooc permission.