IR Aftermath (Those Dead PCs are back in action! )

Another voice manifests in Nyvonne's head (this one seems far more angry than the other but still has regret):

<<Those who hold the Night dearer than the Shadow, have come here and taken home from us! Mighty magics arrayed by them against the fey kind! Cast out of home! These followers of the Endless Night! They corrupt our home with malice beyond our measure! Alas I fear you can do no more than we. Our mightiest managed to break the wards but they are gone now! >>
 

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Nyovne looks and as memmories flash through her mind, the images of voices screaming and the skies raining fire consume her for a moment and then she looks up again and 2 tears roll down her face which she quickly wipes away.

<<The dreaded followers of the eternal night, these culstist of Melkor... we seek them as well. I have friends nearby who are comming soon, we set out do drive the night from this glade and banish the evil from it so that the shadows and twilight may lay soft opon the glade once again. What can you tell me about these cultists, anything of use? Because they will come again tomorrow night and we shall move against them, swiftly and deadly if this oppertunity allows. >>

Nyovne suddenly cracks a faint smile and as the forest sounds whisper around and the faint fey singing continous her voice adds to the music as well as she speaks.

<<Sisters... am I correct in the assumption that you cannot enter the glade? That you are averted from it.. cannot even go near.. that you have the compulsion to leave and not come back for a while? I had the same experience when I tried to enter... but my friends.. they are of different kin and of fierce power in battle and in the arcane arts. They might help you out with this since they aren't obstructed by bloodline or race...>>

<<We share the same goal here, to rid the glade of the night and the evil that lurks there. And my friend, a druid of considerable power indeed has entered without problem and scouted it... the rest will soon follow I presume since he went to bring them here. And what happend to your most powerfull ones since you say they are gone now, defeat, destroyed, moved away?>>

She stands up again and behind the strokes of danging hair, you can see her eyes twinkling and sparkling like little stars as tears roll over her cheeks. She stands firm and pulls herself back together once more.

<<Please tell me anything that might aid us in our quest to drive the eternal night from this glade, so that we may bring a halt to their artivities and so that you, the fey, may return to it once again and be soothed by shadow and blessed twilight. We move against them tomorrow night so we must be swift if you can aid me in word or deed!>>
 
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Mektos arriving at the glade glances at the darkness, "Foul magics, I see have been used on this place."

Glancing at the party he comments, "The cultists aren't going to be here until tommorrow night. Should we purify this place tonight or set it up for an ambush? I can do either if need be."
 


Janos enters the glade without difficulty.

The voices flash in Nyvonne's mind<<

<<Fallen have the mighty, within they went are returned they have not. They were no match for the power against them. The Dark Ones are powerful a Fiend of Shadows, the Dead that will not sleep and a Druid of Twisted Nature are with them. Indeed that which hedges us out is an antipathy effect, seems to affect those of the Court of Shadows alone. >>
 



"A *light* spell, my dear" Janos says, "would've worked. Why can't you just use daylight?"

Lela blushes and says: "I did give *light*, didn't it?"

She then requests another miracle for a Daylight spell to dispel the Darkness effect.
 

The spell flashes and the darkness is gone from the glade by the moonlight you can see a central stone surrounded by a ring of smaller rocks, and a scorched area where the sunbeam hit.

An anguished scream fills the mind of all present, hundreds of beings screaming in despair

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NO! Home is Gone! Destroyed! Defilers! Sister, you have betrayed us, our home is GONE! GONE! The edges, the silence, the darkness, gone! Even the Night lovers did not do that! Our home! Lost! >>
 

Ignoring the screams of the little beings, Janos walks over to the stones. He quickly casts a simple spell and stares at the stones intently.

[Detect Magic on the stones]
 

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