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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Iron Sky" data-source="post: 5089408" data-attributes="member: 60965">Session 29, Part 3 “Anyone else feeling kinda dizzy?” Velea said.  “It's like the ground is tilting towards that pyramid... but it isn't.” “And what is that smell?” Bail said, brows furrowed as he sniffed at the air.  He couldn't place it, just a faint, vaguely unpleasant scent. “Look at this thing!” Kormak shouted from a ways further along the rubble-strewn courtyard around the pyramid. Bail and the others walked closer, climbing over a mound of rubble to see Kormak staring at a massive cube of stone longer on a side that Bail was tall that stood perfectly still on one edge.  He walked around it, giving it wide-berth in case it suddenly decided to fall over. “Look at this edge.  It's sitting on stone, nothing holding it up at all,” Kormak said, kneeling and pointing. “Move back,” Bail said, walking towards the block and getting a good grip on one edge.  After glancing around to see that no one was in its path, he pulled.  Nothing.  He tried harder, eventually straining with all his might against the stone.  Finally he gave up, panting. “Magic?” Kormak said. “Not exactly,” Keeper said, examining the pyramid as if he were planning on building one. “Care to elaborate?” Keeper nodded.  “There are realms where what we consider the... norms of reality are different, or non-existent.  A semi-permanent rift or portal to such a place might cause a distortion of defined reality on both planes.” “Hm.  I wonder if there's a side entrance to it somewhere,” Kormak said, turning back to the pyramid. “Harold seems to be betting that it's at the top,” Bail said, pointing to where Harold and the Guardian – and probably Velea too, though they couldn't see her – were working their way up. He and Kormak scrambled and climbed after them, catching up just as Harold and the Guardian came to a stop, staring at a massive twenty foot cube of stone at the very top.  Keeper was also already there waiting. Bail and Kormak stared at him in amazement as they gasped for breath.  “How did you get up here so fast?” Keeper turned towards them, eyes flickering.  “Your path was not optimal.” “Do you think the entrance is underneath this last block?” Harold said, circling around so he could see another face of it. “Maybe we just push it off,” Kormak said, walking towards it.  “Keeper said the rules don't apply here, so it kinda makes sense.” The dwarf stretched and flexed dramatically, then slowly put his hands against it and pushed.  His arms sunk in to what appeared to be solid stone up to the elbows.  “What the- ow!  It burns!” He jerked his hands back and stepped away as the cube of stone suddenly deformed, pseudopods reaching in all directions.  Bail was taken by surprise and one grabbed him before he could get away. On reflex, his eyes snapped shut as he was enveloped, like being submerged in a vat of caustic honey.  He clawed and bit for his life, ignoring the pain as the acids burned at him.  Worst of all was the feelings of drowning, suffocation, claustrophobia.  He redoubled his efforts, throwing his weight back and forth as he slashed and tore, attempting to find a way out. Then he felt a jolt of energy, and another.  Lightning shot into him through the substance of the thing that had taken him, causing his muscles to spasm.  When he recovered, he felt air on one elbow and hurled himself in that direction, clawing his way free and gasping for breath. He landed hard on the stone and rolled several tiers down before he could catch himself. When he looked up, Kormak, Velea, and Harold were all holding onto the True Stone of Lightning, flashes and bolts arcing from their extended hands into the rapidly dissolving substance of the creature.  By the time Bail had climbed again to their side, the thing had lost all form and was dribbling down the sides of the pyramid and into cracks, filling the air with the acrid stench of its inner acids. “You ok?” Kormak said, turning to Bail. "That didn't look especially fun." Bail took a moment to check himself over.  “My scales are tarnished and it ate my new armor off my back, but I seem to be relatively unhurt.” “Well, the good news is that we found the door,” Kormak said, pointing to the flattened top of the pyramid where the creature had been.  An uneven, patchwork staircase spiraled down into the stony depths. Bail grunted.  “And what's the bad news.” The pyramid itself answered a second later.</blockquote>

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