Hold Your Breath...
Against my better judgement (being nearly depleted of spells), we take the plunge and descend into the cold water.

Immediately we are set upon by Skum, notorious thralls of aboleths. We fight scores of them seemingly without end.

Continuing our exploration we find mutated colonists who attack us. I hold little hope that we will find survivors. How could they still be alive in these waters - unless they have all been mutated.

To my surprise we discover 3 colonists imprisoned in air-filled cells. The lass, Armin, describes her captor and my suspicions are confirmed - an aboleth lurks here. Sadly, her two comrades metamorphose before our eyes and we had to put them down.

With nowhere else to go, we investigate the Azlanti machine room. It comes alive and iterrogates us. Have we made contact with the Azlanti? No. It is the work of the aboleth, taunting and harassing us.

After defeating the machine and its cogborn spawn, we make our final confrontation against the aboleth in an exhausting battle won by the slimmest of margins. It mocks us with insults and threats of a "veiled master."

To our great joy we discover dozens of captive colonists alive and intact, mostly. Among the prisoners is a Mordant Spire elf - Nieran Codali. He pledges what aid he can and warns of us of things to come.
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