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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 921758" data-attributes="member: 2885">Elvish had left the RuinsPortal 10 was a dead end. A dull gray iron wall blocked entry or sight."Someone used some magic," Darian laughed. "Probably a powerful wizard."Portal 11 showed a darken store room. They party guessed underground. Someone had already ransacked the place.Portal 12 was well lit. It was a large chamber at the end of a long hallway. A figure walked passed. An elf with shocking white hair and dark skin in glittery spiked mail. He was well armed."Part the Veil of the Universe for me," Darian rushed. "Drow."The party turned to the last wall and set of Portals.Portal 13 opened into an area of stagnant water, a swamp.Portal 14 was on top of a mountain. Four obelisks stood at the front. A strong gale blew. The land around was Desert.Portal 15 had a translucent blue mist. When it cleared water gushed inside the Portal Chamber. Fiddle, Vlad, and Darian were bowled over. Erin closed the Portal. The salty water drained away. Strange fish and a few coins remained. The party tried it again. More water rushed in. Finally Fiddle closed the Portal. It was up to everyone else's waist and Fiddle's neck. They recovered some more coins and fish.Portal 16 opened into a dark room roughly carved from the rock. Several barrels and shelves were visible. Fiddle still invisible crept into the chamber. He looked around. Two passages led away. He followed them. He came to a ladder. Up he went. Into the back of an inn. He crept quietly out the front to read the sign. An old skull was drawn on the placard. He hurried back to the others. By the time he exited the Portal he was visible again."The Old Skull Inn in Shadowdale," Darian said. "I wonder if they know.""We should head back to the camp," Alya said."Wait I have an idea," Erin nodded. He placed a feather at the base of Portal 4. Suddenly a large tree sprang into being. "That should slow them down. What did those writings say, Darian?""I'm not sure," Darian replied. "Maybe they are magical."The spell casters soon deciphered the writings using a series of spells. They were able to close and lock the Portals from this side. They still thought the orcs or the Zhents might gain entry.  No one mentioned the Dragon Cultists. But then again the party hadn't encountered them, only their corpses.The took the new set of armor and arms off the dead orcs. They had a huge pile of swag. The orc prisoner helped tote some of the loot back to the Purple Dragon Camp. The horses carried the rest.</blockquote>

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