Hire...
It seemed to come from within you; your mind twists the word into its meaning.
Here...
Reaching the stone tablet, you pick it up in your jaws and swim back up to the surface, paddling over to the shoreline with long, easy strokes.
Startled, you realize the stone has begun to glow - something is etched into it, meaningless scribbles to you, but as you set it down between you and your friend, the glow intensifies into a steady blue pulse.
The air suddenly feels thicker around you.
Yia hale afil wen - fun remonal ali sepa diloliril...
You blink, and the strange sounds begin to make sense.
You have done well - one remains to be discovered...
As you shake the water from your pelt the tablet flares again with an almost blinding light before settling into a dim glow, and it seems to hum in quiet anticipation, waiting for its sisters to awaken.
Widr drir kieir, eipal kol tie yia, tie yia...
Again, the words change their shape in your mind.
With their power, we can show you, show you...
The voice fades. Whatever it was you did, something important was about to happen... and it depended on finding the last Rune.
The heaviness in the air returns to normal, and you are again left alone with your companion.