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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 1911310" data-attributes="member: 2885">Even the dead have a choiceThe party hurriedly loaded the Grimlock and Calrom onto Pony, the pack lizard. Fiddle and Grishelm secured a rope and began the descent to the correct tunnel. They were away South in a flash. Grishelm led. Fiddle tried to cover their tracks. Alya, Darian, and Vlad kept an eye and ear out for trouble. An hour or so later, the party slowed down. They found a side cavern and quickly set up camp. Darian coated Calrom's body in unguents and  salves. He hummed a prayer to Lathander. The body changed form, but no life stirred."There is no soul in this shell," Darian said. "I believe he was afraid of what form he would assume. If only I had more time and better spell components. I could've brought Calrom back as Calrom. Lathander now grants me that favor."The party looted the body and prepped it for burning. Invisible, silent, and flying Alya went to scout the area for possible trouble before they bed down.  A little while later he returned."Some drow refugees and an undead horror," Alya reported. "And a little further down is a sundered gate to the city guarded by 4 black skinned powerful Giants. It doesn't look like a good idea to hang out here. I suggest we head to Cormyr.""Filarni and the Tower of Wit and Woe," Fiddle asked?"In the morning," Sully said. "I can get us there then. But we don't have much time.""Four days," Fiddle said. "After that we need to kill another dragon."</blockquote>

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