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2. The litter of the Dead and the Heartless. Stacked in a pyramid of litters containing the bodies of fifteen men, including Bartok Tigeon and Warren Bessallyn whose bodies had been defiled, hearts removed and then resewn in a particularly macrabre fashion.

4. Tim the Meditating Ghost. The poor ranger sits in mistform, eyelids half closed. Walder says he had seen this kind of ritual before on marks of his in Femin. Raven Queen priests. It is likely that Tim is deep in the Shadowfel. Dezr says "Yeah, he ain't dead or nuthin, just not here, off on an adventure with only half his body...hope he's got his whole mind!"
5. Avari the Held. More disturbing than Tim's plight is poor Avari who hangs suspended in the air on the other side of the litter of bodies from Tim. A single electric fork massages her blank staring face and seems to be the cause of her catatonia.


9. The Crystal Eye of the Chaos Queen. The Crystal down the hall that Walder investigates is six feet tall and is embedded in a large ceramic base. There are handprints pressed into ceramic, presumably when it was wet and in ritualistic fashion. The hand prints are large and reminds Walder of Tyrara. Pain enters his heart and is foreign to the sometime assassin.



13. Tel Omad. Zarconus engages Cleo in combat and is taken by a beath of truth, a voice from beyond. The voice of his true mother, the warrior who bequeathed unto him the Sword of his Calling as a knight of Bahamut, the silver elfwrought blade that he currently wields. "Stikarus!" is the true name of the sword as it cries and pierces the heart of Cleo the granddaughter.
It bright light eminating radiant magic, Cleo's nature is revealed. No real creature is she but made of pins and cogs with constructed illusion. Running the length of the floor and the ceiling is an intricate network of strings and wire. Cleo is a puppet! a ploy to corrupt Zarconus' mind.
the puppeteer: Tel Omad, the Ogre Mage who so plagued Tiki Mumbai click here to bounce to that entry. Angered at his trap foiled, the enraged beast engages Dezr in melee and finds a worthy advisary. Dezr's original command was with the Whistle Skull Orcs who were kidnapped and corrupted by Tel Omad, set upon then by Tim so many days before. Tel Omad proved cowardly after being smacked by Zarconus and his Mother's blade of Light and left the Necro lab in a blast of shadow magic.


In the breath that passed, Walder turned his face from the madness image pressing down on his mind to see a vision (?) of Tyrara, his love pulling a lever that she needed help with...an protecting field immediately shielded the once Necrolab from the ferocious demon queen of all dragonkind.
16. Repentance. In a unholy moment of temptation, the visage of Tiamat disappeared and Zarconus was left with a suit of chromatic armor and called with that motherly voice from before: "Come and be with me and mine..." With his trembling hand reaching toward the new calling, he takes a quick kick in the gut leaving him winded.

A booming voice covers him "You of the Platinum Heart do not know your place! The two mother and father were one once but now there is good and there is evil. You can not see the balance, therefore you must be destroyed!"
It is the Concordant Killer: an angel of watching who may or may not have been under the employ of Bahamut. At that, Zarconus kneels and then prostrates himself, belly down infront of the angel. "Please spare me. I serve Bahamut and Bahamut only."
Tiamat, enraged that her new champion is denied her, blast the necrolab and it is only with the powerful and ancient Titan made forcefield augmented by the power of the Concordant Killer does the area survive. The surrounding cavern: the once electric fields are destroyed in an instant. The three heroes sit alone after the angel disappears in a heartbeat. The mistform of Tim remains as does the unconcious Avari. On a plateau in a void of room so many fathoms beneath the surface Zarconus declares: "This was once a temple of Tiamat. Again it shall be a temple, but a temple of the good father of the sky. I shall erect a pillar of platinum light to the stars so far above our heads." All Walder can do, after restraining Snarl with tight bonds, most likely not a blightlord at all...is stare at the inky space and wonder where this adventure takes them next.
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