After feasting on several humans energy Omma secretly slips back into her hiding place within the temple.
"I need to remember where everything is . Why can I not remember where I am supposed to be?" Omma frustrated with only vague memories of where the dragons are to be. If it wasn't for the dejavue feeling she had when passing the temple. She would not even have what she has now.
She goes to the basin with the sacred waters to try to scry again. This time nothing shows unlike the last where a vague shadow began to form.
"I will have to try again when the moon is high ." Omma sighs to herself as she picks up the book from the table.
laying on the makeshift bed Omma falls asleep . As he drifts off she hears the cry of a Dagon roar in her mind.
