Keth looked around at the strange realm the party had found themselves in. She wasn’t exactly surprised that something like this had happened – after all, one doesn’t call on a chaotic evil god without being prepared for the unexpected – but that didn’t make it any less unsettling. She could already feel the anxiety creeping up on her, an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach, as she realized that she had no way of knowing what had happened back in the library to those left behind. Was Robby okay, and, more importantly, Scruffy? She suppressed a shudder. There was no point in worrying when there was nothing she could do about it yet anyway. Besides, she’d left Scruffy happily curled up in one of the lounges, far away from where the ritual was taking place. There was no reason to think that anything bad would happen to him, although if she didn’t return soon he’d be awfully sad and lonely. Come to think of it, she’d be awfully sad.
With a sigh, Keth pushed her thoughts of Scruffy to the back of her mind. There were more important matters to address right now.