Recently you've had trouble sleeping, a lot going though your mind with the cult of the Absolute, the mind flayers just everything. Its late at night and you lay in you bedroll, restless as per usual. As you sigh to yourself, cursing the god of sleep you hear something come from gales tent, a faint murmuring as well as the sound of pages turning

You get curious and decide to check out his tent, you pop your head though his tent flap and see him reading. You lean in to see what he was reading, he was reading about the mind flayer tadpoles and how to prevent ceremorphosis. He's anxious and can't sleep, just thinking about turning into an illithid sends shivers up his spine even if it does grant new powers... the cost was far to great for him.