To tame the Stonelands.

[Angel Tarragon]

Violence isn't the answer to everything. I'm wise enough to know that. I already have a meeting with the hobgoblins of the Stonelands and I intend on getting a treaty signed that will allow them their continued existence and even pay them for a mutual end of hostilities on both of our parts. I intende to do everything I can to be an inspirational leader, not just a marshall of shock troops.

 

[Blackrat]

"That hadn't happened before either. Which tribe?" She looks surpriced.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

I am unsure. But they call their leader 'War-Master'. And one of their warriors wears feathers and another a weird type of polearm.

 

[Blackrat]

"That sounds like any tribe. But do hurry with the meeting, it may be the difference between this and all the other possibilities. I have told you all you need to know except for this: When the paladin wants to mutilate the medusa, don't stop him. He thinks he is showing mercy, and in a way he does so. That is why I summoned you here, that is the most important part. You don't need to understand, just do as I told you, even if it seems cruel."

 

[Angel Tarragon]

I don't understand, but I am willing to entertain the notion.

 

[Blackrat]

"Good. Now go, I'm seeing yet another future ravelling before me and this one scares me more than most. Your guide waits in the corridor." She pulls her hood over her face.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

Launa leaves the chamber and meets the guide in the corridor.

 

[Blackrat]

The same woman that lead you here (at least you think it's the same. Hard to be sure since she's wearing the hood in a way that prevents seeing the face) waits there. She gives you a nod and starts walking down the corridor. When you get to the cavern with the rift she says. "We will see again dear. And maybe then we can share the past and the future. Goodbye untill then." She turns around and walks the other way.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

Launa crosses the barrier and meets up with her troops.

 

[Blackrat]

As you finally return with the troops to the base, it is already morning. The sun is rising from the horizon and all seems to be well.