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Message: <blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4505956" data-attributes="member: 3285">On the Red March: PrologueKham readied himself for the usual sensation of passing through one Gate and exiting another instantaneously yet hundreds if not thousands of miles away. But the usual tingling, slightly euphoric feeling was missing.  In its place was pain like he had never known.Hundreds of red-hot needles pierced his body for what seemed like an eternity until, as suddenly as it began, it was over. He lay face down, nauseated, on a pitted rocky floor.Kham struggled to his feet.  It was difficult.  There was a rumbling in his ears and the world swam.“Get up,” shouted someone, far away.  Only they were very close.  “Grab Sebastian, the portal’s collapsing!”Sebastian was unconscious on the ground.  Kham grabbed one arm and pulled.Garan val’Mehan, the Sarishan diplomat whom he had met in Coryan, dragged Vlad away from the portal.  Next to him was Helac val’Mordane, the Blackchanter and member of the Emerald Society, pulling on Beldin’s leg.They stumbled away, even as the portal groaned under the magical pressure.  There was a sudden lack of all sound.  Then the air sucked inwards and the portal collapsed upon itself.“Where are we?”“Canceri,” said Helac.  “Ventaka, to be precise.  Ve didn’t expect to see you here.”“Or for you to use de portal!” grumbled Garan.  “It was barely holding up.  Ve vill have to dig it out and rebuild…de whole place is falling apart!”“That’s nice.” Kham fell forward on his knees.  The ground rushed at him and all became black again.</blockquote>

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