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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Goonalan" data-source="post: 5736982" data-attributes="member: 16069">It's not the place that is suffused with dark magic, at least not in this chamber- it's a crypt, it smells and it's dirty- the dark magic is entirely situated in the hulking altar stone ahead.Viator lets his power search out the spaces between...This is what he sees, feels-Blackness, the shadow, suffused in places with spots of red that roil and curl like flame, here and there heat- from the flame again, but mostly the numbing cold of the black.Blackness, the shadow, the nothing, the void.Suddenly Viator lurches forward, not his physical form but his psionic being- falling, suddenly falling- endless... he screams in the dark but his words, his being, is swallowed by the shadow-black.He continues to hurtle through the black, except Viator is now aware that he is not falling, at least not falling down, he's falling forward- in time? In space?Certainly towards another place...A sudden disjunction, the pathway blocked or else broken- Viator crashes out, and lands with a jolt... In his body, he wipes his face, smears his bloody tears across his cheeks.Viator understands- the altar is a communication device- it serves as a transfer point, most likely for small items, or else it is used to issue orders from somewhere, and someone, as of yet unseen and unknown. From the place of shadow and fire... Back in reality the great altar stone grows gradually duller, the shadows and flame recede... one, two, three- and they're gone.The magic is no more.[GM]Just a note- anything else you'd like to do, if I've not heard anything by tomorrow evening then I'll move you on, I take it you're going to investigate the last chamber- if two or more PCs indicate its time to move on this evening then I'll move you on now.[/GM]</blockquote>

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