The female Shdar-Kai has long bone white hair that hangs down her back braided along a spiked silver cord much like barbwire. It sways like a tail hanging from her head. Her body is covered with ritual tattoes and scars, more so than many of the others found here. She wears a pure black robe without sleaves that shows her marked arms. Cinched at the waste by a silver cord the rob stops at her knees, split up the sides, leaving much of her black skin exposed and visible. She passes two guard posts along the way, tall silent figures glimpsed in the shadows waiting and watching there. Fahng notices these 'men' but it is likely the humans he's left behind would never spot them.
The Primarch takes Fahng into a small chamber someplace in the tunnels of the hold. The chamber is only perhaps fifteen feet in diameter, its shape generally oval, longer from front to back than it is side to side from the perspective of entering. The walls are covered with barbed slivers of stone that look much like unfolded flower petals each razor sharp, and several stained with old blood on them. A single lamp hangs from the center of the ceiling, the shadow oil burning it giving off that purple unlight glow common among these fey. At the far end of the room is a bone alter to the Kali-Ma, a twisted idol of the Shadow Demon set on it. Such an idol might have been considere unorthadox in Fahng's time, for it depicts the Kali-Ma with one set of her two sets of arms wrapped around an ebon figure, which could only be the Vindicator. Her hands are purest jet, one with a great curved blade, the other a long barbed whip. At the foot of the alter and the idol is a low device, for kneeling on before the alter. However where men might have padding, the Shadar-Kai have small thorns of metal, to cause ones knees to bleed an suffer during suplication to the Shadow Goddess.
A true Shadow moves about the room, moving randomly it seems, from side to side, and about the chamber as deep shadows fill all corners of the chamber. The Pirmarch waves a hand and the Shadow floats to the side of the chamber and hovers there. Speaking now in only the Ancient Shadaric langauge she welcomes Fahng home. "Welcome home wayward son."
