Everything was boring as of late. The construction of the fortress' keep was left to the dwarven mechanics and engineers working there, and they were familiar enough with obsidian casting techniques, and all the hazards and quirks involved, that Eric had only needed to supply the blueprints for the final product and manage construction when the work crews were split. Now, though, he worked almost solely on repairing the gate whenever it busted, making furniture, and feeding his centipedes.
Today, though had been very interesting. When the troop of dwarves returned without one of their members, Eric had gone out with the crew, Vemini, and Oliolli to investigate, and got his first up-close and long-winded view of the fields outside. Even the grass in the immediate area had mutated to form a ground cover of thick, branching tubes and blobs of tissue, with all manner of defects. There were strange organisms living by the marshy river banks which whipped back and forth, swatting equally-deformed insects with a sticky membranous fan, resembling corral, and dragging them towards an orifice in the center, similar to how sea anemones do. Altogether, they resembled mutated bats, with their backsides planted firmly on the ground. They had grown fat, but when Eric tried to approach one, it smacked him in the face with the back of it's fan-wing, which turned out to be covered in sharp, bristly hairs, leaving him with a series of tiny scratches and a rash.
There were equally strange primate-like beings hiding under logs and horribly cancerous trees, where they were hidden in shadows. Altogether, the strange fauna and flora seemed to have migrated into zones in which X and Wierd had detected no harmful radiation, magical or otherwise. The group found Sedil, however, fairly near one of the more hazardous areas...
[Leaving this for Oliolli.]