Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]

Myra had been staring at Razan in puzzlement, mumbling questions like, "Why isn't he moving," and, "Is he even alive," and, "Who's gonna go poke him in the face?" That is, until Watson ushered her over to the left side of the cavern, where she bore witness to a rather grotesque figure.

She mumbled, "Hey, someone needs to help Razan out...!" before she turned to the chairs, and that concern was quickly thrown out the window. The ravenfolk's head was filling up with so many questions, the the front of her head was beginning to feel fuzzy. She could only stare at the scene with wide, quiet eyes, before actually taking the time to discern the magical aspects of this scene with the three chairs.

Each of the three... objects... are each woven with magical energies, and not the kind a person would be able to duplicate; There is definitely power at work here.

Razan is also affected by some kind of magic. While not as complex as the things on the chairs, you still have no idea how to read it.

Also of note might be that the magical energies in the area are in conflux, flowing together like a whirlpool somewhere on the other side of that stone seal. You've never seen magic behave like that before.