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Message: <blockquote data-quote="CanadienneBacon" data-source="post: 3402225" data-attributes="member: 11146">Gamad holds the matte black metal tip of the Rod and, closing his eyes, calls forth the will to summon where the next piece lies.  As Gamad concentrates, the others see the air surrounding the black segment waver with heat.  [sblock=Gamad]The next segment is in the city, underground somewhere to the northeast.  The sensation of direction continues as long as Gamad holds the segment and concentrates.  If Gamad turns to face a different direction while concentrating, the sense of where the next segment is remains unerring.  Gamad has a mental flash of mushrooms and then he grows very hot, as if stumbling naked in a desert with the fierce sun beating down on him, scorching his skin.[/sblock]</blockquote>