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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rune" data-source="post: 157645" data-attributes="member: 67">Session 3, part 2I know what I must do.  I dash for the fog and cautiously step into it.  First, the tree confronts me.  I walk through it.  As I suspected, it is illusory.  Inside, crates of dry rations are stacked.  I move on.  Into the rock.  At its center, the entrance to a sod hut looms before me.  I do not immediately go in, but call for assistance.From nowhere, a gnome materializes and drives a cold, blue hand into my side…my soul.  I can feel my essence slip away, sucked into this evil little man.  He laughs, but only for the few seconds that precede his death—Jared has driven his rapier into the back of the gnome’s neck…and out of the throat.  I can hear Maialin screaming in the distance—she’s alive, at least—as I rush into the hut.Inside, I see a dirty cot and various signs of prolonged encampment.  In a corner, chained to massive stone spike and bound by rope, a wasting man in filthy yellow and white robes lies unconscious.  He wears the emblem of the sun god.  It is surely Father Mehmet!I yell to Jared to find a key on the body of the gnome and try to pick the locks on the priest’s chains, anyway.  I cannot quite do it, but in a moment, Jared is by my side with the key and I use that, cutting the rope bonds, at the same time.  I wake the priest and tell him that all is well, recommending that he heal himself—his throat is rubbed raw and his jawbone is visible through a mass of gore.  He does so, filling the room with sunlight at the same time.Then two figures appear in the little hut…each wearing black robes and staring blankly from eyes dripping with blood.  The swing black metal swords at Jared and I.  Jared is dealt a heavy blow.  I am…gone.</blockquote>

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