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Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 2825279" data-attributes="member: 1210">Vuivui is far away, well out of the range of even a single superior teleport.  “We’ll have to jump there in stages,” Baron Lillamere advises.  The group gathers around him and he intones the words of his spell; then their surroundings are different, just like that.  They are on a windswept shoal, water pouring over their feet.  Immediately Lillamere casts another superior teleport and the group blinks away.  They do it again, and find themselves on an isle of broken rock.A short distance away, in the surf, a huge crustacean covered in the corpses of dead sailors heaves itself ashore.Puzzled, Lillamere says, “I would think we should be there by now.”  He casts another superior teleport.  Nothing happens.  He looks around, eyes widening.  The isle they are on is churned and blasted stone.  He locks eyes with Syebe for a moment.“They’ve destroyed it,” breathes Sybele.  “The forces of Law have destroyed the isle of the Chaos guy!”Sonja points at the crab, abashed at the party’s nonchalance.  “There’s a monster coming!” he warns.  Almost as an afterthought, the party deals with the crab.  It shoots barbs at them, but Sonja immediately proves his worth by using a reverse gravity spell to render it nigh-helpless, and then it’s just a few spells away from being slain.  Then they take a closer look around.  The isle they are on is essentially a pile of rubble.  Gerontius and Inoke move some of it around, and what they find confirms their fears.“Look under here,” Gerontius tells the others.  “Beholder bits!”Our heroes surmise that they have found the remains of some of the Isle of Vuivui’s three-headed beholder guardians.  Sybele begins to tremble in anger.  This makes me more inclined to strike the Bastion of Law! she thinks.  Her pulse pounds with rage.“Let’s see if the pool of Chaos is still around,” suggests Lillamere.  “Maybe it will still work...”But it doesn’t.  The party finds it, but it is clear that the forces of Law have defiled it.  Though a residual aura of Chaos lingers on it, the pool of Chaos from which many of the party members gained boons has been rendered inert.“Let’s see what I can find out,” Alcar offers, and communes.Is there a way to restore the Chaos portal? There is no answer.Who the hell am I talking to?There is still no answer.Alcar ends the spell.  “Somebody’s mad at me,” he gripes.“What do you mean?” Inoke asks.  Alcar explains the results, and Inoke shakes his head.  “You got Galador mad at you?”“No,” Alcar replies with a sigh, “it’s the angels of Law.  The bureacracy that handles most of this stuff.”  He hesitates, then plunges on.  “I think they have Galador imprisoned.  At one point some years ago, while I was in Heaven, someone revealed to me that the true voice of Galador Himself had not been heard for quite some time.”This gives our heroes something new to ponder.  They return to Var and rest; it has been a long day.***8/11/371 O.L.G., 9:30 a.m., the Var annex of the Temple of Elemental GoodAfter eating a hearty breakfast, the Angel of Food attempts another commune.Is there a way to reactivate the Chaos pool?Does the Bastion of Law know we plan to attack?Are you going to answer any of my questions?At last, there is an answer: Maybe.Is Belmondo on Var?Are the forces of Law responsible for the attack on the Isle of Chaos?Are the Bile Lords keeping an eye on us?Frustrated, Alcar ends his spell.  Pacing back and forth, he wonders, What question will they answer?***10:30 a.m., the Three Rubies, Var“Before we go to attack the Bastion,” Gerontius states, “I want to make sure my people are okay.  We should destroy the worm portal near them.”“Last time we were in Sigil, I purchased some gloves that will let me seal a portal once per day,” Inoke reveals.  “So it won’t even be that hard to do, once we defeat the guardians of the portal- whatever they are.”Sybele says, “They’re usually either worms or slaadi.”“It does sound like a worthy cause,” Chakar nods at Gerontius. “The orcs aren’t going to stop attacking them, though,” Inoke opines.  “Either the next warlord will keep trying to take them, or Prayzose will bring the one we killed back.  We should see if they want to relocate, and take them all to Dorhaus!”“What an interesting proposition,” Lillamere muses.  “They could come to Brelana to live.  I could use more subjects.”“Why don’t we suggest it to them?”  Gerontius smiles.  “We can destroy the worms threatening them and try to warn off the warlord, and hopefully convince them to come to a safer place.  I am fairly well known among them; they might listen to me.”It can’t hurt to try it, the party agrees, and so they once again superior teleport to the Glen Lands, where the halflings live.  They propose to one of the halfling Guv’nors that they come to Dorhaus with their people, and though the Guv’nor seems amenable to the idea, he also seems dubious as to whether his folk will want to leave their homes.  “I’ll bring it up in parliament, though,” he promises.Again the halflings cook a great feast for our heroes, impressing even Alcar with their cunning cuisine.  The angel naturally creates food and drink, bringing an enormous number of fresh apple pies into being.One of them is spotted and spoiled-looking.  “Somebody’s mad at me,” Alcar says quietly, removing the bad one from the stack.Next Time: Worm attack!  A message from Prayzose!  And political complications!</blockquote>

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