Elsewhere....

Hooded figures sat in a circle high carved chairs around a large diamond. The room is large and poorly lit. Other than the carved chair, only a few tables and shares fill the room. High above the room a single solitary chandelier floats in midair. It was clear that the occupants had intended the room to be foreboding. Alas, the sounds of an odd rhythmic thumping filled the room. Occasionally a female voice crooning "boom, boom, boom" could also be heard. Several of the hooded figures shook their heads.
"Why do we allow this frivolity in our tower?" A gravelly voice asked.
"Experimentation." A squeaking voice responded.

"Well, that certainly is troublesome. Will it last much longer?"

"No."

"Good." He turned and nodded into the distance. At his nod a door opened and the rhythmic thumping and crooning voice grew instantly louder. Another cloaked figure quickly stepped into the room and slammed it shut before dashing to join the seated figure.
"What have you to report."
"At some great difficulty I managed to arrive in town. I searched their belongings and it appears they are not from this world masters." His voice was soft and slithery. "The half-elf forest dwellers seem to think they are some heroic and prophetic heroes."

"And the others?" 

"They haven't drawn as much attention from the townsfolk -- idle curiosity perhaps, but no one is seeing them as saviors."

"Good." The first voice responded. "I think it is time we move ahead with our plan."