Aaarrgh! No, no, no, it's not possible! *Lyra screams, clutching her witch's hat as the uncontrollable vortex screams out, shaking the tower's ancestral stones. She turns back to you, her face pale, a mixture of terror and admiration in her amethyst eyes. She points her staff, not to threaten, but in a trembling gesture towards the maelstrom.* "...Read more