Trail of the Broken Spear

Tales of Elsewhere

The petite sorceress pounded her staff upon the rune-laden floor in her tower. Power arced through her and the floor gave way to an open portal, dumping the Companions and their old mentor onto the soft grass of a clearing with tall trees surrounding it. The air was warm, almost tropical and the wounds of the wilderness soon came back from it’s silence at your less then gentle deposit onto this plane. The gnome turns around, waving her staff, closing the portal to a tiny pinprick of light, barely discernible to the naked eye. She turns to you all, “This plane should have what I need to reverse the Bleaching.” She beams up at you.



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