We are splintering. As brittle as old bone. Our bonds were tentative at best, even from the start, but I think we might be coming to the end of this party. These sarcophagi have granted us powers and all but Adrian have taken boons from them. For every boon Thad has taken, Adrian seems to distrust him more and more. With as volatile as Adrian has become, I would not want to be on his bad side.
For myself, I’ve only taken two boons. I didn’t notice any physical changes until a shard of rock sliced my arm. It was a shallow wound but what seeped from the cut was a black viscous fluid. It seems fitting that my blood has turned black.
I’m beginning to think that since the Tarroka reading didn’t send us here, that we won’t find anything of import.