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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 2375293" data-attributes="member: 143">Chapter 420Dana’s first words on being restored to living flesh were to the point. “How many days?” She was in a small, nearly empty room with wood paneling covering most of the stone walls.  Other than a few mostly unpopulated bookshelves and a couple of well-worn armchairs, the room was empty.  Cal and Lok were the only other ones there. “Two days,” the gnome replied. “Two days?  Why so long?”The gnome sighed, and sank back into one of the smaller chairs, designed for folk of his size.  “Because that’s how long it took,” he said.  “The power of the beholder’s magic was considerable, and I suspect significantly augmented since our friends last tussled with it.  I was able to restore Arlintal and a few of the commoners who’d been petrified, but with you… it was as if some of the beholder’s essence lived on, fighting me.  To be honest, I’d considered teleporting you to Waterdeep, to seek help from one of the Guild mages, or perhaps the Blackstaff himself.”The priestess stretched her muscles, grimacing as her body experienced the strains of recovering from the transformation.  “I’m sorry, Cal,” she said.  “I just cannot help but think of what’s happening to Benzan, with each moment we spend here, delayed.”The gnome nodded.  “We do not help him by rushing blindly to our doom.”“My mind recognizes the wisdom of your words, even as my heart rails against them,” Dana admitted.  She sighed.  “What else has transpired?”“Morgan and Saureya have returned to Occipitus.  The knight of Helm left this for you.”  He handed her a small, thin metal device about six inches long, shaped like a dagger shorn of its hilt and crossguard.  It was actually a slender fork, the two tines separated only by the barest of spaces. “A focus for the plane shift spell,” Dana said. Cal nodded.  “It will allow you to take us to Occipitus, should the need arise.” “From what the others have said about the place, it does not sound like a pleasant locale,” Lok said. “The fallen deva believes that the power of the plane may revive the beholder again at some point, so long as Adimarchus continues to exert his madness beyond the confines of his prison,” Cal said. “Wonderful,” Dana noted dryly. “Arun and Beorna have been helping the people of Redgorge,” Cal said.  “Nine people lost their lives in the attack, while over fifty were injured, some seriously.” “It could have been much worse, had we not intervened,” Lok said. “Is everyone else all right?” Dana asked.  “Dannel, Mole?”“Mole had a house dropped on her,” Cal said.  “She broke a few ribs, but she healed up all right.”“Then we are ready.”“It would be better if we regained our spells, first.  My higher valences have been focused upon the task of restoring you, and your spells are heavily depleted from the encounter with the beholder.”“My plane shift is ready,” Dana insisted.  “I had prepared two, so that we can return to the Prime if necessary.”Cal met her eyes for several long seconds, then nodded.  “Let us go get the others.”</blockquote>

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