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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Droid101" data-source="post: 1768806" data-attributes="member: 942">The flash is gone, and darkness surrounds them.  Must be night-time.  Rock and rubble is beneath their feet.  That snake slithers a few feet away from them, and slowly transforms…“Grab it!” Eltharion, Damaré, Ogrim and The Necromancer all dash at the changing creature.  They grab onto it, holding it tight.  It changes into a……girl?  Maybe in her twenties.  Short, black hair.  Something in her eyes, however…“Let me go!” she exclaims.“You followed us through… whatever that was.  Who are you?” Eltharion asks.“I am… Misani,” her speech is a little off, but fairly easy to understand.“And why did you follow us?” The Necromancer says.“Let me go so I can explain, I’m not going to hurt you…” she says, almost defeated.“Fine, but we’re watching you,” Eltharion says, slowly backing away, letting her free.“I grew up in the Dizgurd tribe.  You know it?” Misani says.“Yes, we stopped by there, they told us we were the Tribe that Shines!” Eltharion says excitedly; the rest of the party rolls their eyes.“Well, the snake people, yuan-tis, kidnapped me.  They performed all sorts of strange rituals and magics on me.  Soon after I was… different.  I could change.  I was, tainted…” she pauses, shaking her head.“That’s terrible…” Eltharion says.“Anyway, the leader of the snake people got word that their glowing stone was stolen, so they sent me to the peak to see what happens, and be there when the stones were placed.  The only reason I complied was to get away from them.  I never want to see those snake things again,” Misani explains.“Well, this looks nothing like where we were, so maybe you won’t ever see them again,” The Necromancer looks around, cautiously.“We’ll let you tag along with us for the time being, but the minute you become a nuisance, you’re gone,” Eltharion says.“I’ll stay out of your way…” she says, slowly.During their interrogation, a few dwarves (!) approached, having come out of an excavation tunnel nearby.“Hey!  Dwarfkind!  Why do you travel with those evilbloods?” one of the dwarves asks, presumably to Ogrim.“They are friends.  Where are we?” Ogrim responds curtly.“Hm… I suppose so… what clan are you in?” the dwarf asks.“Oakenshield,” Ogrim responds.“Oakenshield??  I know all six of them, and you aint one.” The dwarf responds harshly.“Six?  What’d ye say?” Ogrim asks, a furrowed brow.“Yeah, Jendu, Greynar, Helvist, Thevin, Jorna, and Kilean,” the dwarf lists.Ogrim pauses a moment.  His stoic look betrays his inner shock.“Greynar… was the first Oakenshield…” Ogrim starts, “over 5000 years ago was the clan conceived…”“Whuh…” Eltharion and Damaré are dumb-struck.  The Necromancer ponders the situation.“So, in other words, we’re 5000 years… back in time?  Where the heck were we before?” The Necromancer’s face grows alarmed.“My kin, can ye tell me of Moradin?” Ogrim asks the dwarves.“Aye, he came about 200 years ago, along with the other deity-beings.  That’s when the elves, dwarves, and others were born as well.  Our historian-scribe says that the ‘Glowing Clan’ set the pieces and created the Gods.  The process leveled the mountain the pieces were place atop.  We’re walking on the rubble of that very mountain right now.  Must’ve been dwarves; who else could be credited with such a deed?” the dwarf explains.Eltharion looks star-struck.  His eyes glaze over with pride beaming.“I created the Gods!” Eltharion states.“Shut up,” Damaré slaps him on the arm.“So we just traveled 200 years in the future, after placing the stones,” The Necromancer fumbles.“Ye… ye did what?  Yer comin’ to see the high priest!” the dwarf states, and motions for them to follow.  The Heroes don’t even pause.  They need answers, and badly.Are the Heroes trapped in time, forever?  Where are Grog, Jezda, Trek-Donal, Senman, and Bink?  In another time?  Another place?  How can they possibly get home!?  Find all the answers, next time!</blockquote>

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