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Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 1054394" data-attributes="member: 1210">Into the Far Realms!"I advise against it, but I'll allow it," Marius tells the party.  He's speaking about using the portal to the Far Realms that's in the Citadel of Eternity. "Madness," he tells them, when asked what lies within the Far Realms.  "Nothing good.  Powers beyond even your wildest speculations... if you have any alternative, I would recommend taking it." But there is none, if the party is to find the Deleter.  First the party spends some time learning spells and making items, and Telemundo reads the Book of Olaf.  Though their exertions seem to them to last 45 days, Marius' manipulations of time allow them to pass them as a few short days pass on Cydra.  For once, time is on their side.Then they make ready.  Jezebel is to stay with Marius; Sybele will have no part of taking her to the Far Realms.  Malford shakes his head when approached.  "I can't go to the Far Realms!  I have responsibilities- children, a kingdom..."  He trumps back to Var as the others prepare themselves as best they can.And then they go through the portal, Marius' warnings having failed to deter them, and into a realm of insanity tempered with seething indescribable emotions that threaten to overwhelm our heroes.  All around, stretching off into infinity in all directions, are multiple, perhaps infinite, dimensions that are layered atop each other, nearly touching, like the many skins of an onion.  Strange growths and liquid globules slide through the air, huge entities float barely-seen in a nearby layer, weird waves of emotion crash and break over the party."Aaaahhh!!!" Sybele howls, and starts babbling incomprehensibly.  She seems a little puzzled by everything, then starts lashing out, firing an arrow into the party.  There are a few moments of confusion as she's subdued and bound securely, and then Angelfire speaks."The Book," he says, an eerie looking green halo breathing from his lips with his words, "it's pulling me."  And indeed, it's gently tugging at him, taking him through the murk of dimensions that the madness radiates and towards a horrible destination- the Deleter.Slowly the party follows, flying along.  The scenes that dance before their eyes are not meant to be viewed by mortal eyes- the tormented colors that make up grief, twisted angles askance to reality, watching eyes from a far universe, a burning pain that floats on the air.  Madness grips them, one by one; after Sybele, Lester falls victim to the planes' horrible disorienting effects and starts hurling spells randomly.  For his own good the party first mazes and then binds Lester.  When Thrush goes mad and lays about him with his deadly sword blows, Horbin the Holy, gripping his faith for his life, casts a mass heal and manages to restore everyone- for the moment."How much longer is this going to take?" Thrush groans.  They've been moving for three hours since crossing into this bizarre series of realms.  It's only then that they realize that nobody knows how long it'll take to get to the Deleter, and with a horrid start, Horbin takes stock of his mind-repairing spells....Next Time: Deeper into the Far Realms!</blockquote>

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