A warning to the Council of Mages

Inside the cavernous stone room, there was nothing but a pile of ash. Okot reached into it, lifting up a scorched silver mask. A cold realization hit the crowd of mages gathering around. The mask clearly belonged to a member of The Council.

 Searching for answers, they ran their torches along the walls. A message was revealed. Painted across the stone slabs, it read: 𝕯𝖎𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖊 𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖗𝖊? 𝕳𝖊𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖞 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖕 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕮𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖑 𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 – 𝖇𝖊𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖉 𝖆 𝖕𝖊𝖘𝖙.