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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Maidhc O Casain" data-source="post: 6663212" data-attributes="member: 29558">[sblock=OOC]OK, my connectivity issues appear to have been resolved, so now I start the laborious process of catching up. It looks like Heinrich and Melisande are the only ones doing anything that requires response, but it's entirely possible I missed something . . . if I did, let me know![/sblock][sblock=Heinrich]The fiery wizard feels his consciousness leave his body; he floats upwards several hundred feet, drifting for a few moments as he speaks - "Fr . . ." - before a sucking yanks his self off to the South. ". . . ost." . . . And he's looking down at a rocky, frost rimed valley. Really, more a gash in the rocks of the mountain, plainly well above the tree line. A tall, muscular woman with platinum hair and ice blue eyes is hobbling through the encampment on crutches, clapping fur-clad warrior on the shoulder as they wolf down some sort of soup or stew and plainly sharing encouraging words with them. She looks up and around, a puzzled expression on her handsome features, then winces as she inadvertently puts weight on her splinted leg.Before he has time to observe more, Heinrich's consciousness is once more whisked away, this time a little more slowly. He's able to get a general impression of a route down through various passes, and to make note that the setting sun is to his left . . . plainly he's moving down the northern faces of the mountains. Before he has time to do more than make this quick mental note, he accelerates once more and the landscape becomes a blur. When he slows, he finds himself looking into wetlands and tropical jungle. Though he's incapable of feeling the temperature, he gets the strong impression of muggy heat.And with that, Heinrich is once more sucked off, this time to the north and west, and his consciousness passes once more into his physical body.[/sblock][sblock=Melisande]The Warrior-Priestess finds herself talking with the fussy little cleric in the Archives. After a brief conversation to establish exactly the information for which she's looking, the old man bustles off to a shelf toward the back of the archives and pulls down a tome almost too large for him to handle. The volume lands on the table with an audible smack, and he hauls it open. After flipping through the pages rapidly, the old man exclaims his satisfaction and turns to Melisande. "Yes, yes, I thought I recalled as much . . . Well, young lady, there are four gates that are near enough to the Seithr ranges to possibly serve your purposes. One is in the southern reaches of Tal Hallow. Rhatmatanis has two gates - one near the northern section of the mountains, and one in the lower reaches of the souther portion. The final gate is in Heth, in the lower reaches of the range's southern half."[/sblock]</blockquote>

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