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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jeremy" data-source="post: 1393770" data-attributes="member: 4036">Leslie cooked up another sketch last night, I'll try to get it scanned in and added when I get home today.  Meanwhile, here's today's update.  <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> *** Cormanthor, West of Galath's Roost15th of Deepwinter in the Year of Wild Magic Titus hadn’t even truly begun his watch he first heard them coming, he hurried over to Revan, breaking his trance the quietly awoke each of the others as fast as he could while Revan slipped into the brush to have a look. Eight riders shot by, six in light or no armor and two in heavy metal armor.  Most bore greataxes but the one in the middle rode with a long quarterstaff.  By the poor light that was about all Revan could make out and he slipped back into camp to relay his findings to the others. “How long do you give them until they come back?” “Rossal said they set out once per tenday, so maybe 3 days at most I’d guess.” “We should go an’ take ‘em from be’ind.” “We’d never catch ‘em Stumpy.  Ow!  Hey!” “Shhh!” “He started it!” “Hmph.” “No he didn’t, you say that name on purpose.” “C’mon.  It slipped my mind?  Would I do something like that on purpose?” “Aye.” “Yes.” “Yup.” “Sheez…” ***  Cormanthor, South of Galath's Roost16th of Deepwinter in the Year of Wild Magic The group had opted for more rest to recover their strength and in the morning Revan followed the tracks of the mounted raiders back to their source.  Strangely enough they went straight up the south hill he and Titus had investigated earlier and simply stopped at an unmarked line perpendicular to the higher of the two stones Titus had stood on two days ago. Revan stood studying the place while the others tried to puzzle out what happened.  While Titus and Galdur discussed different possibilities Elayne traced an arcane mark in the air said, “Detect.”  Her eyes took on a more greenish tint as faint wispy blue traces of the Weave became clear to her around the area.  “Wow.” “Whut is it?” the gold dwarf inquired as he came closer and tried to look at whatever she was seeing. Elayne pointed at the edges of something only she could see, “It’s some kind of magic disk.  Um, conjuration.  It’s asleep.” “Dormant,” Galdur corrected.  “Mus’ be a Portal.  Me an’ me brethren came through one in th’ Great Rift.  They usually only work ev’ry so of’en for only so many.” “So how do ya turn it on?” Titus asked. Elayne studied the threads of the Weave and pointed to the taller of the two smooth stones.  Titus headed over to the stone and brushed it off, there was an engraving in the top of a stylized eye symbol.  Looking at for a moment Titus pressed it, put his hand on it, pulled on the stone, tried to push it forward, tried to slide it to either side, tried to shove it down, tried to pull it up, and every other thing he could think of. Everyone just stopped and stared at the flurry of activity. He paused and looked back, “What?”  Grinning he asked, “You think I should try jumping up and down on it?” “Aye.”  Galdur said as he rolled his eyes, “I ken jus’ see some Cult of the Dragon loony with bony ankles climbin’ up o’ top o’ that and jumpin’ up and down.”  Elayne giggled and Galdur continued, “In a robe no doubt.  Wit’ ‘is arms crossed and a ticked off look at the indignity.”  Titus laughed at the thought and even Revan was smiling.  Galdur guffawed at the mental image and shook his head, “Nay, I don’ think jumpin’ up an’ down on it is gonna help.” Revan started to say something but was taken by a coughing fit.  After a moment he managed, “So how do we activate it?  And are we sure we want to?” Titus shrugged, “I dunno.  But I’ll betcha the raider those kobolds captured would.”</blockquote>

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