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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 1224037" data-attributes="member: 2885">The BaneheartThe party went down. Fiddle checked and marked every step on the way. Finally they came to a landing. The walls were worked, gray stone. A 50 X 30 ft room with a vaulted ceiling which spanned nearly 40ft. The largest feature was a metallic statue. Metal blades and terrible serrated plates covered the tall, demonic humanoid. This could only be Eslathagos Malkith, The Dread Lord. The air was cold and heavy.  An exit to an even larger chamber was in the Northeast corner of the room. The party could almost taste the evil and feel the power from the magic of the Banes.This was the Baneheart."Somewhere in that next chamber on the Eastern side, 120 ft below is the Sword," Fiddle stated.Arendel examined the statue. The others went to check the room too. Finally they edged to the Northeast. The chamber was huge and foreboding. A dull glow shone here. The party stood on the lip of a great hole. A mile maybe more deep. And on occassion thin bridges led from one side of the shaft to the other."She got the gold mine," Fiddle sang out. "And I got the shaft.""Now what?" Alya asked."I think I may have a solution," Sully smiled. "I have been working on creating a new magic since we left Amarak's Tomb. Hopefully it will be just what we need."</blockquote>