Swamped

It looks like a bird. A messenger crow, to be exact. How did it even get in here? Was the Master's group using it?

You take a closer look. The bird drops its message and flies away suddenly.

Well. No idea who the message is for, but there isn't much you can do except glance at it.

This is not for your eyes.

That's all it says, but you feel strange when you read it. Weird. You head out to where Ash is waiting.

"Did you see a crow fly past?" you ask.

"No. Nothing's happened out here. Another illusion?"

"Maybe," you mutter. "Maybe something else." You show him the paper. "Can you tell me what this says?"

"This is not for your eyes, but know we are watching you closely. I guess you didn't keep up with the Theletian I taught you, then?"

"It only said that first bit for me. In Kroskan."

Ash looks at it again.

"Well, that's just wonderful. Someone who can send magical messages that change depending on who reads them is keeping an eye on me. I don't see how this helps us at all, but then again, I suppose I'd rather have a warning than not."

Changing messages. Wait a minute. When you had that run-in with the crow-man the other night, the same thing happened. Long heard something different from you. So could this message be from the gods?

Carma seemed concerned about Reth's approval, so this might be an answer for her. Or maybe it's something else. You suppose your best bet is to hold onto it and show it to whoever you come across.

In any event, you seem to be done with that room. So you head further down the hall while Ash waits to see if you're all right, and...

Wait. Something feels weird. Maybe it's another illusion? You're having trouble telling just what it is if that's the case, though. You pause for a moment and try to figure out what exactly you're noticing - if you go further, it might get worse.