As Arnold, Elana and Aramir were heading for the Ship of Lolth, Green Arrow and the others still in Erelhei-Cinlu received a sending from the Enterprise: "Advise Jalvan and his Rakes: remain out of sight next two days if any "disturbances" in Vault." The adventurers passed on the message and continued to wait. "They wouldn’t have sent a message like this for nothing," thought Green Arrow. "Looks like we’d better keep our swords sharp and our spellbooks handy," he told Miae. She nodded.
The wait wasn’t long. The next evening, as the four Enterprise agents were taking their evening meal at the Far Night Inn, a second sending came: "When time right, enter Spire of Encyclic. Seize Libram Encyclic, also other valuables. Beware Redactor and allies. Escape Vault when mission completed." Green Arrow had just enough time to wonder, ""When the time is right?"", when suddenly loud explosions and terrified shouting were heard! Quickly, the adventurers headed for the roof of the Inn to see what they could see. Green Arrow turned invisible and flew upward over the drow city to get a better look. In the distance east of the city, he could see something rapidly approaching. With astonishing speed it came into view, and even the doughty Green Arrow was taken aback.
The creature slowed as it came over the city, flying through the dark air without wings, yet still moved many times faster than a man could walk. The sight was horrifying: it brought to Green Arrow’s mind nothing so much as an immense, floating dead baby. But far more appalling than the appearance of the creature was its effect on the city below. Hundreds, thousands of drow in a wide area about the monster fell dead, shrieking in utter terror as they died. Even more destruction was being wrought upon the city by the monster’s henchmen, if such they could be called: hundreds of skeletons, zombies, specters and other undead, followed by five immense nightcrawlers, destroying everything in their path. More undead were joining the horde with every passing minute, as scores of newly-dead drow arose under the control of the floating horror.
"Looks like the time is right," said Miae. "Let’s go!" She dashed back down to the ground floor of the inn, followed by Firiona and Lina, while Green Arrow flew down to street level to join them. As they ran toward the Spire, they saw the creature soaring above the city, heading, apparently, for the Ghetto of Scholars, and beyond that, toward the nobles’ quarter in the upper Vault.
The adventurers approached the Spire. Firiona recognized many of the staff and resident scholars attempting to flee. Before they could find safety, the floating monster targeted them with a wet, blackened, undead finger. Dozens fell dead from the spell. Dozens more as they entered the powerful negative aura of the thing. Some of the drow from the Spire and nearby establishments brought out ranged weapons with which they attempted to defend themselves from the monster. All failed to do any damage to it. The creature’s horde of undead soon raged through the vicinity of the Spire, and the defenders fled or fell. Then they continued in the wake of the creature toward the nobles’ quarter.
Ducking around a corner, the four Enterprise agents spelled up with invisibility and fly. Thus prepared, they headed for the Spire and entered through the open doors, proceeding to the central atrium. They flew up the atrium as far as they could. At the eleventh floor, they landed.
Green Arrow rushed to open the door to the eleventh floor, and was rewarded for his haste by setting off a trap. Fortunately for him, he was able to avoid the effects of the trap, but the door remained closed. Miae then tried to disable the trap. "Aaaahhh!" she groaned, suddenly feeling terribly weak. "Energy drain," she gasped, before casting restoration on herself. Finally, Firiona used her wand of dispel magic on the door. A first attempt only removed an arcane lock on the door, but a second try removed the energy drain and alarm spells. The party then entered. As a precaution, Firiona cast abyssal might on herself, after changing to balor form!
Once inside the eleventh floor, the party began to search for a way to the uppermost floors. The eleventh floor was a wide, open area surrounding the central atrium, with two doorways on opposite sides of the atrium. Two stairways on opposite sides of the floor along the outer circular wall of the Spire appeared to lead upwards. Two offices were located adjacent one of the stairways; three smaller rooms were placed adjacent the opposite stairway. Book cases and small tables were distributed radially about the remainder of the floor.
As they started to inspect the floor area, the party felt a sudden terror! Firiona, Lina and Miae shook their heads as the feeling passed. Green Arrow tried to do the same, but to his horror, a hideous apparition suddenly confronted him! He braced himself for its onrush, summoning all his strength and resolve. Just before it struck him, the apparition disappeared. He barely had time to cry, "Weird!" before the party found itself under assault.
Quickly, Green Arrow cast shield on himself. Firiona gave him a see invisible, while Lina, spotting no enemies, created seven mirror images of herself. Suddenly a torrent of energy struck the party. Green Arrow withstood the attack, but Firiona, Lina and Miae took damage from the rainbow blast. Miae ducked into some nearby book stacks, seeking cover.
A horde of pit fiends appeared as Firiona also cast mirror image on herself. Lina assumed planetar form–seven of them. From an unknown location a deafening shout emerged, doing serious harm to Firiona and Lina, but Miae was able to heal some of the damage to Firiona, who then gave herself true seeing. From planetar form, Lina shifted to pit fiends, just soon enough to resist a polar ray! Now Green Arrow shot a readied arrow toward the point from which the polar ray originated. To his horror, the arrow turned around in mid-flight and returned to him, doing heavy damage to the archer! But now, Firiona’s true seeing allowed her to spot the drow caster who had attacked them, and she sent seven darkbolts his way, two of them striking home! Lina also saw the enemy caster, quickly changed to balor form, and cast a greater dispel magic at the drow. The drow appeared to react to the spell, but returned his own greater dispel at Firiona, removing her mind blank and true seeing!
Another arrow from Green Arrow’s bow sped toward the drow, with the same result. Some spell was turning his attacks upon himself! But a second arrow emerged from one of the studies! Firiona ducked just in time to avoid the projectile, then cast another greater dispel at the drow wizard. He howled in frustration–a powerful spell was now lost! Lina used her balor’s whip on the drow, burning him for moderate damage, but in return he dispelled Lina’s shapechange. From the stacks, Miae came to Green Arrow’s aid with a cure spell. He in turn put his bow away and charged the drow wizard, wounding him. But now the other drow emerged from the study. "I’m coming, Molvith!" she called to the wizard, as she launched a spring attack against Green Arrow. She missed!
Glitterdust emerged from Firiona’s fingers, but failed to affect the drow wizard. He cast shapechange on himself, preparing some sinister form in which to attack the party. But Green Arrow swung again, critically wounding Molvith! Now the female drow ran toward the battle. Firiona attempted to whip the drow assassin, but missed. But Lina then uttered a word of deadly power at Molvith. The drow wizard shrieked in pain, gasped, "Leyli . . .", and fell dead! The female drow, seeing four powerful invaders arrayed against her, ducked a fireball from Green Arrow and fled from the room.
Green Arrow quickly searched the corpse of Molvith, finding a number of powerful magic items, while Miae searched the small rooms near each stairway, making sure first to search for traps. One of the rooms proved to be a storeroom for magic items. She grabbed several handfuls of mysterious rods and scrolls and stuffed them into the portable hole, along with parchments and other documents found in the other rooms. Firiona found fifteen books of interest among the stacks, and these too went into the portable hole. It was then time to move upward.
The party took the stairway on the northern wall, moving up the stairs as silently as they could, emerging shortly onto the twelfth floor. The floor was one large, semicircular open space with five stacks of bookshelves. A central alcove in the wall to their right aligned with the central axis of the Spire. Two closed doors stood on either end of the alcove.
But before the party could do more than glance into the room, a swarm of arrows suddenly assailed every memeber! All took damage. No sooner had the first flight hit its targets than a second barrage of arrows followed the first. Firiona and Lina took lesser damage due to their magical protection.
Green Arrow, looking quickly about the room, spotted a drow bearing a bow, lurking among the stacks. He shouted at the drow, heavily damaging the dark elf. Firiona cast displacement on herself and took pit fiend form. Lina likewise changed to devil-form. Miae quickly prepared a spell in case one of the adventurers should meet a sudden and violent end.
Suddenly, Lina felt herself under magical attack! The far door in the alcove had cracked open while the party were occupied with the drow archer. Lina was shocked to realize she had been hit with a reaving dispel. The caster, hidden behind the now-opened door, stole her shapechange, detect magic and displacement spells! Just then, another flight of arrows struck Firiona, wounding her severely. Miae quickly gave her a cure potion. From the open door a male drow wizard emerged, slamming the door behind him.
Now Green Arrow closed on the drow archer, and he was not to be denied. Five devastating blows sent the dark elf to his dark mistress, permanently. Magic missiles sped from Firiona toward the wizard, but failed to inflict any damage. Green Arrow attempted to shoot the enemy as well, but hit himself instead as, once again, his arrow turned back upon him! But then he nocked cure critical arrows, and thus healed himself of part of the damage he had just inflicted, as well as healing some of Firiona’s wounds.
Extending a hand toward the opened door, Firiona spoke the mystic syllables of a prismatic spray, and two rays sprang forth! A scream of pain came from the wizard, and he staggered, clutching his abdomen and gasping, before falling face down to the floor. "Poison!" exclaimed Firiona. "Gets ‘em every time."
"Better make it quick if you’re going to search," advised Green Arrow. "We must have been heard by now. Be wary!" The party searched the bodies, finding more choice magic items which were promptly placed in the portable hole. A scan of the bookcases located seven spellbooks, as well as books on religion, torture and poisons. Two atlases, one of the Flanaess, the other of the Underdark, were also found.
Before searching the two locked rooms, Green Arrow, Firiona and Lina spelled up. The door on the left of the alcove was examined and found to be locked, trapped and alarmed. It took five attempts before the various spells were dispelled via wand. Miae picked the lock, and the party entered. They found a large workshop, with work benches, tables and a large locked cabinet. Green Arrow opened the cabinet and found two strange rods, of unknown but obviously great power, and a gaudy cloak. All went into the portable hole.
The other room proved more difficult to enter. Eight uses of a dispel magic wand failed to remove the spells on the door. Firiona’s greater dispel magic failed three times. Finally, Lina’s knock spell removed the arcane lock on the door, and also opened the lock on it. Miae then went to work on disabling the trap.
A hideous shriek tore through the room. "Banshees!" cried Firiona. She steeled herself against the eldritch wail. "Is everyone OK?" she asked. Miae and Green Arrow nodded. Then a gasp came from Lina. "No, I’m . . . not . . . . " she whispered. She fell to the floor and lay still. Firiona rushed to her fallen sister, but it was too late. Lina was dead!
"No time for mourning now," said Miae. "Greenie, put her in the hole. There’s still plenty of room." And so Lina was placed in the portable hole along with the other booty. The survivors examined the contents of the room.
The only apparent contents of the room were contained in a glass case in the center of the room: two old and massive books, one of which appeared to be damaged, and two tablets of granite, inscribed with strange runes, glyphs and symbols. Miae examined the case, then attempted to open it. To her surprise, it opened immediately. No traps!
Firiona took out the books and examined them quickly. The undamaged book appeared to be a bestiary of some kind, although the creatures described therein were of kinds unknown to her. Strange, roach-like monsters. Huge reptilian beasts. Others wholly unfamiliar. The other book seemed to include descriptions of the lands depicted in the atlas they had found in the stacks on the main floor. Inside the book there was also a folio that included scraps of ancient maps not included in the atlas. "These look like they’re from areas beyond the Flanaess!" Firiona exclaimed. She handed them to Miae for placement in the portable hole.
Then she turned to the tablets. Summoning all her knowledege of spellcraft, she came to a startling conclusion: these were not ordinary spells! "These tablets contains extremely powerful spells. I’ve heard of them, but I’ve never seen them before." She tried to read some of the engraved symbols, but was stymied. Only the titles were comprehensible to her. "One of these is for some kind of projectile-reversal spell called "peripety." Maybe that’s what kept sending your arrows back at you, Green!" The other tablet was even more baffling. "This other one’s called "Irulan’s Supernova," but that’s all I can make of it. I have no idea what it does. The name sounds pretty dangerous, though," Firiona remarked. "The Enterprise’ll want to have a look at these, no doubt about it." And the tablets joined the other contents of the portable hole.
Leaving the second room, Green Arrow began to search the rest of the main floor, seeking any other signs of magic items or traps, and more specifically, hidden doors that might conceal a stairway to the uppermost floor. When he returned to the alcove, he discovered that the mid-wall of the alcove was highly magical! "This must be it," he said. Firiona examined the door using appropriate spells. "A phase door!" she cried. "And we don’t have the key for it!" "Maybe the key is in one of these scrolls we found," Miae suggested. She examined some of the scrolls the party had previously discovered, and found that they contained previously unknown spells as well, although not as powerful as those etched into the granite tablets. None of them, however, seemed to have the desired function.
Finally, Firiona had an idea. "Maybe the key isn’t in this room, and maybe it isn’t even a spell. If I cast a vision, maybe that would tell me what’s needed." "Sounds possible, but make it fast," said Green Arrow.
Vision was a time-consuming spell, but Firiona proceeded as expeditiously as she could. As the spell took effect, she saw something unexpected: a drow making a gesture. The dark elf crossed her hands over her chest, palms inward, with the fingers splayed and the two thumbs hooking inwards toward each other. "The sign of the spider!" the drow said. The vision faded. "Got it!" Firiona exclaimed. "Green, make this sign!" she shouted to Green Arrow, who was nearest the door. The mighty archer promptly faced the center of the alcove and crossed his hands as directed. When he did so, the alcove wall suddenly shimmered and disappeared, revealing a staircase leading upward!
The three adventurers quickly ascended the short stairway to a landing. At the landing, they found no door. But looking upward, Green Arrow spotted a cord hanging from the ceiling. Miae leaped up, grabbed the cord and pulled it down. The trap door to which it was tied opened downward, and a ladder came down. "Up we go!" she said. Green Arrow held her back. "Wait until I check this out," he said. His elf-eyes noted a hazy, wavering, vague object that appeared to hover in the air. "A symbol!" he shouted. "I’ll get it," said Miae. She ascended the ladder, stopping just short of the trap, and after some thought, succeeded in disabling it. "Symbol of death. Nasty," she remarked.
Up flew Green Arrow, followed by Firiona. Miae climbed up the ladder. They found themselves in a large, empty room with a door directly ahead of them. Green Arrow quaffed an invisibility potion, then opened the door. The women followed him.
The door opened into a large, dimly lit chamber, luxuriously carpeted, adorned with wall hangings depicting scenes favored by the drow–spiders and torture of helpless victims. And directly ahead of the adventurers stood a large pedestal, surrounded by a transparent casing. On the pedestal lay a huge, heavily decorated tome.
They were in the Chamber of the Libram, and there lay the Libram Encyclic!
From their left came a sneering voice. The adventurers quickly turned to see an uncommonly large, heavily armored male drow wielding a staff carven with scenes of mystical power. The very armor of the drow seemed to project an aura of intimidation.
"Welcome," the drow sneered. "We’ve been watching you."
Battle commenced!
Green Arrow deferred to Firiona, who cast timestop! Five rounds of uninterrupted action allowed her to cast daylight, displacement, true seeing and eye of the beholder, then to advance toward the drow dreadnought and cast greater invisibility on herself. Time resumed, and Green Arrow rushed at the drow and attacked with his mercurial greatsword, doing heavy damage to the dark elf. But the drow was not so easily intimidated. He launched a furious attack on the elf archer with both ends of his staff, landing four blows that rocked the Enterprise agent. Miae held back and readied a spell. Then suddenly, from another door, to the right on the opposite end of the room, a second foe emerged, a huge hobgoblin even more heavily armored than the drow and wielding a huge weapon–another mercurial greatsword! "Stand fast, Bartlar!" the hobgoblin bellowed, then quaffed a potion. Suddenly the creature was even larger, towering over the other combatants!
And that wasn’t all. Another door opened, again to the right of the main chamber. Out stepped a male drow, clad in the robes of a wizard but otherwise apparently unarmored, bearing a rapier, holding a rod. A green and lavender stone floated around his head. His eyes gleamed, and he smiled, as if from some secret knowledge. He spoke mystical words of power, and suddenly Green Arrow, Firiona and Miae felt themselves under massive attack, as if someone were attempting to drain them of all magical power. Oh, no, thought Firiona. Mordenkainen's Disjunction! And she knew who it was who had just launched the attack.
The Inscrutable Redactor.
So great was the Redactor’s mastery of disjunctive magic that the adventurers found almost all of their magic items stripped of their powers. Green Arrow’s mercurial greatsword and bow. Firiona’s flaming whip. Miae’s beloved rapier "Snoopy". Almost every worn or carried item, now mere mundane objects. Almost every spell, dispelled. Even Firiona’s shapechange suppressed. Miae found that a few of her items, including–luckily!–her ring of evasion, rod of cancellation and several valuable scrolls, had survived the spell. The second package given her by Tisiphone prior to commencement of the mission also seemed to be unharmed.
But even worse for the party, it seemed that the disjunctive effect had been shaped specifically to exclude their foes!
Green Arrow, undeterred, continued to attack the drow dreadnought. Magical or not, the mercurial greatsword was still capable of dealing brutal damage. Firiona attacked the hobgoblin, wounding him slightly. The fighter sneered at her feeble effort and struck back, wounding her. Bartlar’s next assault on Green Arrow found its mark, but did relatively little damage. But then, Green Arrow and Firiona both ganged up on Bartlar. The dark elf fell, mortally wounded. The elvish archer then turned his attention to the hobgoblin, striking him with four arrows. Firiona tried laying a greater curse on the hobgoblin, but the huge brute was unaffected.
A tremendous cone of frost sped from the Redactor toward Green Arrow, who ducked just in time to avoid being frozen in place. But no sooner had he avoided one attack than a dagger from the hobgoblin pierced the elf. The dagger then flew back to its owner. Green Arrow felt a sudden and massive loss of strength!
Miae retreated to a corner of the room. She remembered the second package, the one Tisiphone had told her not to use until the time was right. If this isn’t the right time, I don’t know when it will be, she thought. She opened the package. In it was another scroll. Miae took the scroll and read it. It was a gate spell. She drew a sharp breath when she realized who the being to be gated in was, but quickly read the mystic words. The gate formed . . . .
While battle raged in the Vault of the Drow, both inside the Spire and outside in the larger city and surroundings, Edward sat in the safe house in the Outlands. He was still wondering what he was supposed to do, and when he was supposed to do it, when he saw the air directly in front of him begin to swirl. A gate?! he thought. Immediately he drew his sword, pulled on his helm, and assumed a battle stance. Through the gate he heard a voice calling . . . .
"EDWARD, COME! YOU ARE NEEDED!!" Miae shouted into the gate as soon as she was able to see the form of the mighty paladin. And needed he was, for the situation was becoming desperate for the adventurers. Green Arrow’s shots, now with his brilliant energy bow, which had somehow evaded being disjoined by the Redactor’s spell, unfortunately missed their mark. The archer felt still weaker, but now he felt drained of vigor as well. Firiona’s quickened darkbolt struck the hobgoblin four times, severely wounding him but failing to daze him; her polar ray missed altogether. The hobgoblin in turn swung at Green Arrow but missed.
The Redactor, meanwhile, had pulled out a rod from beneath his cloak and aimed it at Firiona. With incredible speed, a cloud of deadly gas formed about Firiona, followed immediately by a hemisphere of ice that sealed in the deadly vapors! Firiona felt her vitality drain from her due to the weakening effect of the poisonous fumes. The Redactor then withdrew into his quarters, slamming shut the door. To aid Green Arrow, Miae quickly cast greater restoration, returning the archer to his normal strength and vigor.
At that point, through the gate stepped a mighty figure. Edward the paladin! He looked around, but the first thing he spotted was the demonic form of a balor–Firiona’s temporary shape. Immediately he turned back and returned through the gate, remembering well the admonition of the Church! As he was withdrawing from the battle, Green Arrow was tumbling away from the hobgoblin and launching another barrage of arrows at the Redactor’s guardian. Firiona blasted the defender with two spells in rapid succession, severely wounding him. Not severely enough. The hobgoblin stepped up to Green Arrow and pummeled him brutally.
Firiona caught sight of Edward leaving the battle. "Get back here! It’s Firiona, you fool!" she shouted furiously. Swiftly shapeshifting back to her normal form, she followed Edward through the gate and back to the Outlands safe house. "We need you now! This is the big one!" she screamed. "What’s going on?" Edward asked. "No time to go into details. We’re stealing the drow’s greatest secrets, all packed up in one big book. The custodian thereof objects. That’s where you come in." Edward liked what he heard. Finally, some action instead of sitting around a boring old safe house! He looked Firiona over, saw she was wounded, delivered some timely healing, then said, "Let’s roll!"
Meanwhile, Green Arrow shot at the hobgoblin defender again, and again couldn’t bring the brute down. Suddenly, the elven archer was grasped by an invisible hand the touch of which seemed to drain his very life from him. He gasped for breath. The hobgoblin stepped to Green Arrow again and swung a mightly blow at the elf with his mercurial greatsword. And Green Arrow went down!
"Good, good!" a gleefully evil voice called out from the Redactor’s quarters. "Well done, Lashkrugg!"
The fallen elf groaned as he lay on the floor of the Chamber of the Libram, blood oozing from many wounds. But then Firiona stepped through the gate and rejoined the battle, shifting to planetar form as she took her stance. Edward came through, tumbling to avoid attack and resisting the Redactor’s attempt to dominate him. Lashkrugg quaffed a cure potion, trying to recover from his many terrible wounds. Not enough. Edward’s full power divine might smote the evil brute a blow than few even among the mightiest fighters of the world could withstand. The hobgoblin fell dead, and Edward turned his attention to the Redactor, dealing him severe damage. Meanwhile, Miae backed away and focused all her efforts on keeping the gate open.
The Redactor evaded Firiona’s next blow, then seemed to disappear! But he reappeared almost immediately, along with a burst of wind that seemed to form a vertical plane. Edward laid hands on Green Arrow, healing his ally with his last use of his paladin’s abilities. "Wind wall!" the elven archer immediately shouted, recognizing that his arrows would now likely miss their mark. An acid storm from Firiona struck the Redactor, but missed. Not so his return attack: ducking into his own cloudkill (and ignoring the damage taken from that hostile environment), the Redactor reached out with deadly darkness to touch Edward. The mighty paladin shrieked as he felt his vigor draining from him. His helm of brilliance flared to no effect against the drow wizard.
The battle raged, magical energies flaring and manifesting. Firiona’s spell attack failed to overcome the Redactor’s resistance. The drow, stepping toward the case protecting the Libram, attempted to grab Edward with Bigby’s Crushing Hand, but to his dismay, found that Edward could not be grappled! Edward was able to heal himself somewhat, and then called out to Green Arrow. "Any special arrows left, Green?" he shouted. The elven archer understood immediately, and loosed four cure critical arrows at the wounded paladin!
From among the scrolls she was carrying, Firiona pulled out a scroll, then shapechanged to titan form! The Redactor was not intimidated. A roar of hideous and cacophonous sound from the drow wizard struck Green Arrow and Firiona, and Firiona could not resist its terrible power. She fell, dying!
Edward put his greatsword away and pulled out Sharkbite, the sword of Darksea. He was enabled to see the heretofore-invisible Redactor, and flew at him, intending to destroy the drow with his fully-powered divine might. He missed! Green Arrow’s next flight of arrows likewise failed to find their mark. Firiona now lay moaning and bleeding, unable to move. The Redactor moved past Edward, ignoring the minor damage he inflicted on the drow in passing, and turned to face the paladin. His mouth moved, forming syllables unknown to the adventurers, syllables of the most terrifying nature. The Dark Speech! The dread word reached for Edward. And bounced off the paladin’s tarrasque-hide armor!
A new wave of weakness washed over Green Arrow. The poison that had afflicted him a minute previously again took the strength from him. Firiona’s condition worsened. Another spell from the Redactor failed to penetrate Edward’s magical armor, while Edward’s counterattack also failed to find its mark. The tide of battle, however, seemed to have turned decisively against the adventurers. The Redactor’s might appeared to be too great for their remaining strength.
Four cure critical arrows flew from Green Arrow’s bow, striking Firiona and returning her to full strength. She in turn sent a lightning bolt at the Redactor, who easily evaded it.
The Redactor moved past Edward, seeking a position of greater advantage within the Chamber of the Libram. So confident of victory, or so arrogant, was he, that he paid no heed to the paladin in passing. Immediately, Edward seized his chance. He swung the magical sword of Darksea at the drow wizard. The blade found its mark. A massive wound bloodied the Redactor. The custodian of all drow knowledge screamed in agony, fell to the floor, spasmed violently, then lay still.
The Inscrutable Redactor was dead!
"A mighty blow, Edward!" yelled Miae from the far side of the chamber. "But you all had better loot this place in a hurry, I don’t know how much longer I can hold this gate!" The party heartily agreed. Firiona found thirteen spellbooks in the Redactor’s quarters, and a locked chest in Bartlar’s room. Edward sheathed Sharkbite, stuffed the corpse of the Redactor into the portable hole, despoiled the hobgoblin’s corpse of his armor and gear, then found Lashkrugg’s treasure chest in his quarters.
The Libram proved to be encased in a force field, but the party were able to dispel it. Firiona seized the Libram and handed it to Edward. Immediately the paladin placed it in the portable hole. "OK, let’s get out of here!" shouted Miae. Green Arrow and Firiona ran to the gate and jumped through. "Edward, let’s go!" Miae urged.
The paladin ran to the center of the Chamber of the Libram. He drew his mercurial greatsword and slashed the initials "EG" through the carpet and into the very stone of the floor. "I want them to know who defeated them!" the paladin cried triumphantly. He then ran through the gate. Miae was right behind him. As soon as she crossed the plane of the gate, it collapsed. The adventurers were back in the Outlands, at the Enterprise safe house.
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