Tares watches Gha’uem’s invisible hand apparently manipulating an off color portion of the wall, there are no discernible controls, he pauses with Elly and Tares’s question.
“We are flying in the face of fate now. There is no way to tell what will happen. I don’t imagine we will meet again though. What is left for you at Sigil is only enough to get you started in discovering what you need to know on your own.”
“As for our enemy, you must discover him on your own, but I will tell you this: He is ancient, so old that he may have no beginning. And he is Evil in the purest sense.”
With that his hand raises to the panel and instantaneously the members of the group find themselves at the exact place from which they were taken:
Ata, Glangim~
Aegrin Stonesplitter looks at both of them, “Lads? Ye be alright?”
The processional moves slowly through the streets. Derrick was well loved and as far as either Ata and Glangim can tell, the entire city comes to pay their respect. When it finally makes it way to the great stone doors to the tomb, Morda steps forward to say a few final words.
“We return Derrick from the bones of the earth from which Moradin carved the first dwarves. Let the tears shed this day be for the livin’ for Derrick has returned to the Dwarfhome.”
She turns and walks to the great stone doors. She turns to the bearers of Derricks body and intones ceremoniously, “We go to the deep earth as Moradin made us, in peace. Only those that represent the will of the dwarves may be proceeding with arms and armor.”
Glangim can feel the eyes of everyone gathered on him as the priests gather the weapons and armor of the others. Morda moves to him and looks at him questioningly.
Shifter~
Savaesa’s mocking laugh starts again abruptly and Shifters wings lose a beat, but he quickly recovers.
“We are not so far away,” she shouts, “Perhaps we shall hunt together soon.”
With that she takes flight heading south east, up towards the mountains.
Elly~
Not even the crickets seem to have noticed her abrupt reappearance. She stands outside of the town, now looking remarkably peaceful.
Dimitri~
Reynni begins to stir and then he looks around terrified. When he sees Dimitri, he is visibly relieved. The boy rises and comes over to Dimitri.
“I’m sorry Master Abbot, we shouldn’t have been here. But Taemin called me a chicken and I’m not.” The boy seems remarkably calm despite the situation. Dimitri can’t help but think those are prime ingredients for most adventurers, calm under pressure and stupidity when faced with a challenge.
Tares~
It is a little disorienting going from standing up to sitting down. As he gains his bearings, he can hear the gigantic tree creak and groan around him. He is sure that Saehdrin has detected what must have been a massive surge of magic and is communicating it to Elusriel.
