xarrul rework

storylines/ethereal-trip.md

@@ -70,13 +70,13 @@ The main hall overlaid with its ethereal echo. Everything is grey, translucent,
 
 ### In the Cellar
 
-The cellar is transformed. The stone walls glow with the ghost-light of old wards — thin, silvery lines that once formed a complete barrier. Most of them are cracked, dark, bleeding shadow instead of light. The ward-sigils appear as *wounds* in the ethereal fabric.
+The cellar is transformed. The stone walls glow with the ghost-light of old wards — thin, silvery lines, the summoners' long-dead work. Most of them are dark now, drained, bleeding shadow instead of light. The old sigils appear as *wounds* in the ethereal fabric, their light bleeding away toward the thin point.
 
 **The thin point** is visible as a **tear** — not metaphorical, a literal rip in the grey fabric of the Ethereal Plane. The Material Plane shows through it in muted color. Standing near it feels like standing at the edge of a cliff.
 
 **Xarrul's nest:** Shadows coiled in a corner of the ethereal cellar. Claw marks on the ethereal stone. The faint, acrid smell of the Brand of Spite. If Xarrul is present, it's visible: a gaunt, angular figure with charred-paper skin and burning amber eyes. It sees the users immediately. It *smiles*.
 
-**Orenn's binding circle:** Blazes with silver light in the Ethereal Plane. It's intact and potent — a beacon of old, careful craftsmanship. Anything bound within it on the Material Plane is also constrained on the Ethereal Plane. Xarrul avoids it.
+**The binding circle:** Blazes with silver light in the Ethereal Plane. It's intact and potent — a beacon of old, careful craftsmanship (the summoners', not Orenn's). Anything bound within it on the Material Plane is also constrained on the Ethereal Plane. Xarrul avoids it.
 
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