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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Mark" data-source="post: 179866" data-attributes="member: 5">Arthael and Arim seem to be going astray but Haggerty puts them back on track with his estimation of how the trapdoor must function.  As Danmor goes to search for some sort of tool to use to trip the latch, Arim notices a loose board on the near side of the crate.  Poking it carefully, it can be seen that inside there is easy access to a latch that holds down this side of the teetering crate.As Danmor searches through the shards of the door, it brought back to his mind the times of his youth.  The birth of his brother Panell, three years younger than himself, had been the death of his mother.  The two were raised humbly by their father on the farm outside the walls of Jalston, helping him to till the fields and reap the harvest year after year.  When, fourteen years after the birth of his brother, their father passed away, Danmor pledged himself to the Temple of the Blessed Shield.  Panell found a place as an apprentice of Riddlepert the armor maker.  Danmor's time for the last two years as an acolyte was spiritually fulfilling but hadn't satisfied him in other ways.  The excitement today was exhilarating in ways he hadn't imagined possible.  It was as if a light was lit that shone upon all he had done before and previous pursuits paled in comparison.  Light.  It was at that moment he realized that he'd moved the source of illumination future away from the trapdoor than might be useful to the others…</blockquote>

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