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Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 1506483" data-attributes="member: 1210">Mirror, MirrorAs usual, Orbius scouts the way ahead with his scrying sensor and arcane eye.  The tower where the ‘action’ is reputed to be is mostly strewn with debris.  Frost is everywhere, but here and there humanoid silhouettes are torn out of the ice that has formed everywhere.  There are no immediate signs of danger, so our heroes move in and start searching around.  But, as Angelfire moves up a spiraling staircase tiled in green and blue, they find something interesting: a small satchel.  Within it are a bunch of spell components of varied dubious nature: bones, scraps of leathery flesh, pickled eyes, and so forth.  The interesting part isn’t the contents; it’s the labels.“There are written in Forinthian!” exclaims Horbin.  There are no clues as to the satchel’s owner or his (?) fate, and nobody really wants the satchel so they leave it behind.  Then, as our heroes move into another chamber full of debris and ice, Angel and Patyn glance up to note a mirror on the ceiling.Next thing they know, each of them is trapped in a white, shapeless void.***“Watch out!” Orbius cries.  “It’s a mirror of life trapping!  Don’t look up!”“I’ve heard lots of stories about this kinda thing,” Ten Buck Tom says.  “If we break it, they should be freed.”“Let’s hope so,” says Horbin.They Eye blasts the mirror of life trapping on the ceiling with a lightning bolt, and the sound of shattering glass is easy to discern; and with a ‘whoof’ both Angelfire and Patyn crash to the ground.But so do two other forms, and suddenly everyone feels themselves starting to lose their life energy as it’s sucked into at least one of the creatures that just arrived.Next Time:  Who’s the chick??</blockquote>

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