J’rq’RA stepped out of the smoke-filled room and into a larger side chamber. He needed to check in and provide an update, but this was an inconvenient time, at best.
Stepping up onto the deck he grabbed for the pitcher of blood and poured it into the basin. Moments later, as the warm liquid mixed with what was already there, an image of a distant chamber came into view, and soon thereafter the face of a wizened hobgoblin clarified.
As the older hobgoblin looked on in a nearly blank stare, J’rq’RA broke the silence.
“Master, our work proceeds apace…I expect a breakthrough today…”