I recklessly plunged into the depths of the Star of the North’s cargo hold, never imagining the horrors that awaited me. To my dismay, I discovered what remained of the crew – their once proud and graceful elven bodies now fused and corrupted by a monstrous entity. This abomination had taken root in the hull of the ship, using the sailors as hosts to breed and propagate its kind.
Trembling with fear, I tried to keep my distance, but I could feel its dark presence bearing down on me. Its tendrils and vines crept closer and closer, as if sensing my presence. I knew I had to act quickly, before it was too late.
In a flash, my fears were realized as I witnessed a fish being dragged away into the shadows by tendrils I couldn’t even see. That was all the impetus I needed to make my escape. I knew that I must find a way to destroy the horror, before it could spread any further. I would need to find a powerful magical flame, one that could penetrate the depths of the sea and burn even the darkest parts of the ship to ashes. Only then could I ensure that this evil would never again threaten the world above.