C542 The Conspiracy in the Dark

The merfolk retreated in a frenzied dash, not stopping until they reached the expansive shores of a vast lake. Skirting the lake's edge and rounding the base of a mountain, they stumbled upon a quaint encampment. Numerous individuals garbed in the attire of Pill Refining Masters bustled about the site. At the camp's heart, several large cauldrons bubbled away