Plane Sailing
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While Dala refreshes his flying spells on his companions, Arilyn quickly examines the edge of the gate.
“Interesting” she muses. “This is showing the kind of interference pattern first noted by Calamnus in 2435 in his seminal study of interplanar boundaries”
The others just look at her
“So”, she continues, “obviously this gate is being held open unnaturally by the confluence of two poles – one being this cloud castle stuffed into the gate, but the other must be in Arkon’s tower yonder” She points into the strange plane of air.
“Both must be shut down for the gate to close, that’s all I’m saying”
“Ah, right. Lets get on with it then” and Trajan leads them all through the shimmering portal.
Were it not for the flying magic they would all have become disorientated as they moved through into a world with no land below them, or almost anywhere in sight! The sky recedes into banks of clouds or blueish haze in every conceivable direction. One of the few bits of solidity which they can spot is the chunk of rock upon which Arkons tower rests, and they naturally orientate themselves by that.
Half a minutes flight leads them into the towers immediate vicinity. There are no visible doors, and broad but barred windows all around. With no signs of an entrance, nor of any residents, Trajan and Anne-Marie join their muscles together and bend apart some of the bars enough that they can slip in. They find a room which once was lushly decorated but which has been treated badly by time (even though there is little sign of native elemental life entering the tower at any point).
There are no stairs, only holes in different parts of the room going to other areas above and below in the tower. They ascend to the next level and Arilyn starts forward with amazement – it is a tremendous library, with shelf after shelf of books on the walls. Here are Arkon’s secrets! This must be where the information about Storm Lords can be found! She hears a vague sussuration of sound, a merest whisper on the wind which suggests “yesss”.
“You go on” she calls, “I’ll find the books I need here”.
Trajan, Dala and Anne-Marie ascend to the final chamber at the apex of the tower. Although opaque from the outside it is transparent from the inside and they have a marvellous view of their surroundings. Their attention is drawn immediately by a podium in the centre of the room though. It has a large glass dome a yard across on the top, with a tiny representation of the tower in the centre. There are red lights flashing, and a mass of glowing blue dots clustered on one side of the dome.
There is writing in arcane script which Dala easily reads with his magic. Facing out of the tower in the same direction as the cluster of lights in the dome he speaks the word “magnificium” and the view out of the tower walls zooms towards them magnifying the view ten fold, a hundred fold.
Meanwhile, down in the library, Arilyn is busy checking books and stuffing them into her rucksack when she opens a book sealed with explosive runes! BOOM! The blast knocks her out and ignites the other books in the library!
Despite the noise of the explosion below, the other three heroes find themselves riveted in horror to the view unfolding before them. An army of air elementals – large elementals, huge elementals, even gargantuan elementals speeding towards them at full pelt. And in the midst of them, clearly directing this army of hundreds... two mind flayers.
Dala purses his lips.
“I reckon with got about, oh, three minutes before they arrive here”.
“Interesting” she muses. “This is showing the kind of interference pattern first noted by Calamnus in 2435 in his seminal study of interplanar boundaries”
The others just look at her
“So”, she continues, “obviously this gate is being held open unnaturally by the confluence of two poles – one being this cloud castle stuffed into the gate, but the other must be in Arkon’s tower yonder” She points into the strange plane of air.
“Both must be shut down for the gate to close, that’s all I’m saying”
“Ah, right. Lets get on with it then” and Trajan leads them all through the shimmering portal.
Were it not for the flying magic they would all have become disorientated as they moved through into a world with no land below them, or almost anywhere in sight! The sky recedes into banks of clouds or blueish haze in every conceivable direction. One of the few bits of solidity which they can spot is the chunk of rock upon which Arkons tower rests, and they naturally orientate themselves by that.
Half a minutes flight leads them into the towers immediate vicinity. There are no visible doors, and broad but barred windows all around. With no signs of an entrance, nor of any residents, Trajan and Anne-Marie join their muscles together and bend apart some of the bars enough that they can slip in. They find a room which once was lushly decorated but which has been treated badly by time (even though there is little sign of native elemental life entering the tower at any point).
There are no stairs, only holes in different parts of the room going to other areas above and below in the tower. They ascend to the next level and Arilyn starts forward with amazement – it is a tremendous library, with shelf after shelf of books on the walls. Here are Arkon’s secrets! This must be where the information about Storm Lords can be found! She hears a vague sussuration of sound, a merest whisper on the wind which suggests “yesss”.
“You go on” she calls, “I’ll find the books I need here”.
Trajan, Dala and Anne-Marie ascend to the final chamber at the apex of the tower. Although opaque from the outside it is transparent from the inside and they have a marvellous view of their surroundings. Their attention is drawn immediately by a podium in the centre of the room though. It has a large glass dome a yard across on the top, with a tiny representation of the tower in the centre. There are red lights flashing, and a mass of glowing blue dots clustered on one side of the dome.
There is writing in arcane script which Dala easily reads with his magic. Facing out of the tower in the same direction as the cluster of lights in the dome he speaks the word “magnificium” and the view out of the tower walls zooms towards them magnifying the view ten fold, a hundred fold.
Meanwhile, down in the library, Arilyn is busy checking books and stuffing them into her rucksack when she opens a book sealed with explosive runes! BOOM! The blast knocks her out and ignites the other books in the library!
Despite the noise of the explosion below, the other three heroes find themselves riveted in horror to the view unfolding before them. An army of air elementals – large elementals, huge elementals, even gargantuan elementals speeding towards them at full pelt. And in the midst of them, clearly directing this army of hundreds... two mind flayers.
Dala purses his lips.
“I reckon with got about, oh, three minutes before they arrive here”.
