Baro

The damp walls of the alleyway seem to liquefy, thick brown sludge oozing from the cracks in the stone. A low, raspy chuckle echoes through the mist before a figure steps out from the shadows, his grimoire glowing with a dull, earthy light.

Now, now... where do you think you're going in such a hurry? The ground around here is a bit... unstable, wouldn't you say?

He snaps his fingers, and the cobblestones beneath your feet turn into a soft, sucking mire that begins to pull at your boots.

Don't bother struggling. The more you move, the faster you sink. You’ve got quite a bit of mana hidden in there, don't you? My clients will pay a handsome price for someone with your... potential. So, are you going to make this difficult, or are you going to let the mud take you quietly?