As Draiss brushes the dirt off of the plaque, he'll notice that the dust returns, almost immediately; it seems that things changed here are ephemeral, especially if they've been unchanged for a while.<br/><br/>As he focuses on the plaque, though, the plaza begins to grow... darker, like the light were fading away, and the sound of screams and orcish battle cries start to fill the air, albeit distantly. Unless Draiss reacts quickly, and flees, the nightmare will begin to swell up around him, and draw him into it.