Defenders of Phandalin

“To summon Nintra Siotta you will need to do two things,” Zyrian said.   “Light six candles and place them around the outer portion of the circle in the middle of the room.   Then you must call her using three of her names.” “Three?” asked Kent.   “We know her name, and that she is called the Princess of Shadowglass.   How many names does this witch have?” Katla walked over to Donyxn and rolled up his sleeve, reading the tiny script running down his left arm.   “The Lady of Dread Omens,” she said. Zyrian nodded.   “Indeed, that was another of her names.” In preparation, Almont used some healing magic on Donyxn to get the tiefling back into fighting condition.   He then began an incantation that was unfamiliar to the others, and a moment later a seven-foot-tall creature appeared.   It looked like a tabaxi, a bipedal leopard, but its fur glowed a radiant blue.   In its right paw it held a large mace.   Kent stopped mid swig and slowly pulled his flask down from his mouth.   He looked at