I paced the back of the dark, deep cave, feeling like a trapped animal in a cage while the three friends of Mafdel stood at the entry and whispered among themselves. Unnerving how the two women, easily seven feet each if I could judge their height by mine, spoke in unison while the thin, quick Rowick's stray eye caught the faint bit of light from the small ball of illumination one of the twins set in the center of the space before leaving me be.

My attempt to talk to the three ...