SpiritOfWrath

There was a slot at his door, two fingerwidths thick, which he could open - through it, Cep saw a hall of other cells. There was a slot at her door through which she could see.

A blinding flash of light, a feeling of flame creeping along your bodies. Reality pulls apart, and you are left falling through a void, nothing visible. As you fall, you feel a brand emblazoned upon your forehead, pain excruciating. Suddenly, the sensation of falling stops. You feel as if you are stuck within a terrible syrup, burning your flesh. A vision of a river of fire comes before you, and you find yourself swept up by it, tumbling amid the flame. A hand catches you, pulling you out as another flare of light leaves you unconscious. You wake, individually, in sterile, white cells, a simple bed to one side and a place to relieve yourself on the other. A door blocks your exit. You are wearing simple jumpsuits, possessions taken from you. There is not a mark on your body. Except the brand, on your forehead.

@Spark of Hope They soon found a room in which the darkness was near absolute. A small light emanated from Jakob, dispelling all their exhaustion. @Argenti You’re welcome. The Eternal King looked at him sideways. “You’re dead god giving us this light?”

It is the Slumber. This… this is the right place.

Before long, they had reached… the University! Similar, but not equivalent, to the castle Felicty and Aela originally visited, it had a great darkness drawn over it. Even being near it caused a hefty exhaustion. @Argenti I’m almost ready to tell you his name. @Spark of Hope Just a little bit farther…

START. SOON. GOOD?

“Interesting.” “another one?” He grinned. ”Let’s get going, then!”

“We’ve come to a bit of a plan, and would appreciate if you were to help us.”

“Thank you.” He looked up the mount. “I’m guessing the dying deity is on top of the loftiest peak?” He said this with a grin.

I am but a humble acolyte of the sandwich. I have no place to do such things.

He nodded. “Thank you. Hopefully soon, I can return to my world.”

Teshan nods. “Let’s get our other party member.” @IcedOutPenguin

The Eternal King hesitated. “I am sorry. The burdens of leadership… well, they are something I have yet to explore.” He looked away. “A dying deity. Interesting. May I join you?” @Argenti

Berin, as a GHOST (are hallucinations not ghosts?), goads on the Greenspine.

Who was paired wit Glass?

Tru! Who all do be left?

Well that was what he pointed to, then.

Totally fine. I approve your character, btw. And if you do have six fingers, I’ll be sure you to send an Elven Adari smith after you for revenge.

He laughed. “What know of Keylann is only what Aeia is willing to say! Honestly, in any other case, I wouldn’t be inclined to trust her word, but she’s probably the least fanatical one! If I were to ask the Judge, I would probably get a lecture on unholy thoughts.” He shivered. “That man scares me. No, the only person other than Aeia who might give me truth in the matter is Waela, but she… well, her words have two sides. A snake, that one.” ”I have not heard of this Ash, however.” He narrowed his eyes. “Dead or dying? Or did he do something you don’t approve of?”

“Hmmm… You talking about intention? If ya are, I think you’ll be disappointed.” Actually, the air wasn’t time frozen. It just didn’t move at your call.

“Hey look, a map!” He grins and studies it. ”Hhhm… How about here?” He points to a logical entrance. @Argenti