“Yes, the lights.” Sometimes Randvi finds herself forgetting about the noise now, but it had been alarming at first. Nothing like the crackling whisper the aurora sometimes makes at home. “They have a number of strange effects, but this seems to happen on a schedule, them drawing people here against their will.”

'Strange effects' is probably putting it mildly, with the way it seems to control the electrical mechanisms in the area and the way it had altered her own body, but there's only so much a young woman so freshly dragged here from who knows what sort of situation can be expected to deal with at once.

“Are you armed? Is your companion trained to hunt? I've heard reports of large wildcats in this area.”