Location: Fenog's Regulars Lodge, Icemule Trace
Jastalyn quietly whispers to her mask, "Ebon Gate".
Jastalyn fits her petrified wood mask carefully onto her face.
Jastalyn's eyes go wide before unfocusing entirely. Throwing her hands skyward, she cries,"But what can we do? The architect of the city has no mercy for the lords! My architect, my architect, what has become of you?" Then, Jastalyn's eyes roll back in her head, and she collapses to the floor as she passes out.