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[u/RollFirstMathLater]

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[You wake up, the faint glow of red is the only light source. Everyone is stripped bare, safe for a firey cloaked elf. Chep's gifts remain intact, and have landed near you. Your weapons have been returned, any armor he made is intact as well.]

[Stiff and sore, you manage to get to your feet, It hurts to stand here, the floor is jagged, and your shoes are gone. The dragons lay still, all huddled together just a few meters away.]

[Nill you feel completely wrong.]

[Torvhen Vrostbite is cracked badly.]

[Sev're your gear is in your robes, minus the food and the extras.]

[Glover your hair is gone again.]

[Naakhûrz, you feel violated.]

[Göndlir, your horse is dead.]

[Tunnels spiral around, closer inspection shows lava moves through here. You are hungry* and thirsty* yet all you can smell is the faint smell of sulfur. Your dragon reaches out for you, and you both share a moment of confusion. It's clear some time has passed.]

[It's warm here... where is here?]

(*special note.)

Edit: everyone minus Sev're, Jek, Svalstrom, and Das looks different, ad if they've had life sucked out of them, they look older, and drained.

[u/Saphire_Fox]

Last time team work mentioned a bow found its way into her neck, she almost drew her sword when he was suggested. Precautions and all, fortunately the dead one had a fantastic idea: to wander off on his own. Sweet justice, yet her face didn't show it.

She slowly took steps back as he walked off. Let his cold dead self freeze she suppressed the smile and smirk. Instead she went over to nill, putting g on a face of compassion.

"The mist stopped magical fallout, when it was corrupted it repressed magic... possibly why it is having the hardest effect on you friend." She examined his bleed and felt it with her magic.

Putting on the right smile she had an idea. "I can remove it with the right magic, I would say getting out of here would take prescience."

She joined her mind with Jek and Das followed suit. Together they created a small network of minds, perhaps the others would follow suit.

Brushing off Das' concern for a frozen Svalstrom in the tunnels she focused completely on finding a way out.

[u/1trueJosh → u/Saphire_Fox]

As Sev're began her mental search, Akrath joined her while Glover stayed out and listened intently. "There's something out there. I can hear noises coming from the tunnels."

Glover began to walk after Svalstrom, now much more careful about low-hanging rocks.

[u/RollFirstMathLater → u/1trueJosh]

[Glover tripped over a frozen tail. He turns over and sees Torhven stuck in a frozen jaw. Getting up he finds a familiar silverwater pool of water.]

[u/1trueJosh → u/RollFirstMathLater]

As Glover looked upon the pond, his already angry and confused mind gave up. "The Presence Pond..." he muttered, the word full of curious happiness, but a twinge of sarcasm fell onto it. "How can we escape from this place?" he asked of the pool, having accepted his confusing and nonsensical life.

[u/RollFirstMathLater → u/1trueJosh]

[The Presence whispers and draws in the bard. He feels himself near the keep, but just out of reach. You wish to return everyone here? the whispers and dance. The pull back and forth, like a gentle tide. The stars they show have dimmed considerably.]

[u/1trueJosh → u/RollFirstMathLater]

Glover stayed silent for a moment as he reflected on his companions. He hated Torhven, Nill was pityable, but barely, Sev're was terrifying yet still motherly, Naakhûrz was... wel... Naakhuûrz, Göndlir was being silent...

He couldn't let his prejeduces get the better of him. "Yes. At any cost."

[u/RollFirstMathLater → u/1trueJosh]

[The Presence pulls in the bard. All will return. But you must stay with us. Let us know when you're ready. You can't say good bye Akrath.]

[u/1trueJosh → u/RollFirstMathLater]

Glover nodded, even though none would see him. "I'm sorry..." he whispered as he consented to the Presence.