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Message: <blockquote data-quote="The803" data-source="post: 2052235" data-attributes="member: 23183">The Dragon Rhinnishar replies to Meenah in Draconic:[sblock]It is the ley of creation.[/sblock]The turtles seem very surprised that the dragon can speak already.The tiny figures in the image seem to correspond with the people, but they are moving at great speed.  As you watch, you realize that the image is playing and re-playing the entire party within the spheres that you just attended.  Andarin laughs aloud as he finds the image of himself, zipping about between the spheres.  The whole event takes about five minutes to play through, and then abruptly starts over.  You notice that it seems a little faster as it replays itself, and that watching it is giving you a splitting headache.Meanwhile, Jurden has opened the doors onto what appears to be a grand ballroom filled with what appear to be ornate circular canopy beds.  The room is perhaps 80 feet on a side, and the double doors open onto a wide staircase that descends to the floor.  People are milling about and moving between the shrouded beds, which you suddenly realize are on wheels as one of them is pushed past you.  Several folk shout greetings up to you as the doors open; Anthaze is among them.  Again, the room is lit by sunflies cavorting in the air above the beds.Everyone present is wearing strangely-decorated pajamas, and Jurden is startled to find himself wearing them as well; his possessions have vanished, although they are still visible as colored cloth patches sewn to the new sleep-clothes.  He staggers back through the doors into the hallway and is, just as abruptly, exactly as he was before entering, possessions and all.  Friendly laughter spills into the hall from the bed-floor below.Don't worry 'bout your things, berk!  Happens to everyone in here...</blockquote>

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