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Raising the Dead Part IV: Preparing the Potion. If you missed the beginning: Slaughter at Sultan's Rock Raising the Dead Part I Collecting the Pieces Raising the Dead Part II Retracing our steps Raising the Dead Part III Family Heirloom DSC_0890 by skaforhire, on Flickr After gathering all the pieces needed to cast the spell to bring Dugal Back, the heroes stood upon a lonely beat up watchtower near the spot of Dugal’s death, just outside of Queenscross a few miles. DSC_0883 by skaforhire, on Flickr “Excellent, the spear that killed Dugal has been melted down in this vile, and the potion to open the door to the underworld is completed in this vile. “ Masa said, “What is the last step Yesil?” The Grelf nodded towards Sultan’s rock, a large cliff formation in to the west. “Go to the the exact spot of his death, we must. On ground pour two vile, we will do.” “Well, we are burning daylight – let’s do this!” Paulos said. DSC_0894 by skaforhire, on Flickr “I must caution you that this would be a terrible idea.” Came a voice from behind them. Paulos, Sergio, Merith, Yesil, and Masa turned around to see a somewhat familiar face. “You are a long way from the Withered Wood, Lord Cresentthorn.” Said Paulos. “How the heck did you get up here without using the door?” said Sergio. Two of his guards silently hopped up over the wall of the tower. “We elves hold many secrets.” Al’Meter Cresentthorn said. Al’Meter was the leader of the Cresenthorn Elves. – one of the larger groups of elves in Kaliphlin, and longtime trading partners with GEAR Co. “As I said, you should not do this.” Al’Meter removed his hood. “You risk opening up something terrible.” DSC_0896 by skaforhire, on Flickr “We are brinigng back Dugal” Merith said, “ there is nothing terrible about that.” “But it may not only be Dugal that you bring back. If you open that gate, it may stay open.” Al’Meter said. “You may let in things long dead that Historica has not seen in eons. At this point Yesil interjected. “ Lived long I have, and to exist I know this magic. Seen it work, I have, and nobody except the intended deceased came back. Herh herh herh.” “Do not make the mistake of thinking you are the only ancient being on this watchtower.” Al’Meter said as the sun beat down on his white hair. “ Grelves and elves may have parted ways long ago, but we know of the same sort of magics. This is a kind of magic that is dead to Historica, and should remain dead.” Yesil was silent, but Masa took the initiative. “I believe we need Dugal back, and we can deal with the consequences. “ “You do not know what you are saying. You have much to learn young immortal.” Al’Meter said. “However, short of summoning my brother Arcannon to dispatch all of you, I do not think there is a way to dissuade a lost love, a mourning brother, and a pack of loyal friends. “ He looked at Masa, “I will accompany you to the spot and observe.” As they made their way down the steps of the watchtower, Sergio said to Paulos: “ I do not think Arcannon is even alive any more, but do you think that he would have called him here if he was?” Merith spoke from behind them, “Who is Arcannon?” Paulos said, “Arcannon was the legendary fighter, thought to be one of, if not the, greatest elven fighter of all time. It is said that he perished during the War to Forge Historica. His blood was used to forge the Kings Scepter. I am pretty sure he is dead… And no, I do not think Al’Meter would waste his brother’s time on us.” They made their way to Sultan’s Rock, where a makeshift shrine to Dugal was lain. Masa didn’t bring any ceremony to the ritual, he walked up and poured the two vials together on the spot where Dugal had died. The earth began to rumble. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A few more shots of the scene: DSC_0899 by skaforhire, on Flickr The tower, DSC_0885 by skaforhire, on Flickr Kaliphlin guards (who were kicked out of their watchtower for this meeting) catch a nap under the makeshift shelter (Yeah, that could have been done better, but my tent fell apart. that the Heroes brought. A centaur guard also enjoys the shade. In the background, Eastgate troops tend to the horses. DSC_0892 by skaforhire, on Flickr Another view from above, as Cannondale and a few other personal guards man the door.
