As the others arrived at the lift chamber, they found the Elf on her way back down. She stepped out of their way, and murmured in her singsong voice, “He was restive, then?” After a moment, she finished the thought. “No matter. I assume he can stay here in his current condition, until we finish things up down here? His father is in the kitchen with Ashira.”
“I think its time to move on.” said the mage, “We need to get to Sisak, perhaps there we can get a cart and driver to take us to Specularum quickly. I would like to discuss the cult of Darker Magi with my tutors at the guild and discover a method of opening this case. I might also be able to purchase more incantations to aid us. Also we need to advise Cadwell that his castle has been cleared and we can collect our reward.”
“We can then return more prepared to tackle the ruins of the Darker Temple.”
“I agree.” the priest put in. “Although it galls me to delay tackling the Temple and its secrets, I see the wisdom of researching the area first. We also need to get Dieter to the Halavist church in Specularum. They have access to institutions that can aid him. If it is not too late.”
Maruc considered the problem of moving Dieter about. “I will start constructing a stretcher for him out of the materials upstairs in the barracks. Then we can get going. I am happy to be a bearer but I’ll need some help though.”
He left the others discussing the their next move and went upstairs to the main hall. Using the curtains and spear poles he built a rudimentary stretcher. He lifted the bar of the main door and checked the weather and time of day.
While Maruc and the others went upstairs and prepared some form of pallet for moving Dieter, Feldard did one last check about to ensure there were no rooms left unchecked and no orcs running about. Something bothered him but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. There were too many questions when it came to this whole Sons of Night prophecy. There was the giant lodestone at the top of the tunnel. The blood-letting alter in the workroom.. OH and that discoloured patch down in the dungeon area. He’d almost forgotten about that! He pulled Nicolai aside informing him of his intent to trigger it. Then alone went down to the spot and using the pole Saeth was so kind to provide pushed the coloured patch in attempts to trigger whatever it was intended for.
They triggered the discoloured stone, and heard the sound of metal sliding into place over in the area of the cells. When they went to investigate, they saw that metal grating had slid across the ceiling above them. Apparently, the grating was there to block the vile, black rubbery creature from dropping down into the room.
That mystery solved, it was time to leave in order to get back to Sisak before nightfall. En route, the group quized Grigor about his experiences, but he had no useful information. The man was nothing more to Dentiata than a sacrifice to gain more power.
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With the rescued Mavrov’s in tow, the adventurer’s returned to the safety of Sisak. The village rejoiced at the return of Dieter and Grigore. The adventurers were given a heroes’ welcome, complete with a hastily arranged, plentiful feast, and put up for the night at the Bountiful Tappe. In the morning, the group left in haste to get back to Specularum and attend to their business there.
In a few days, the effects of the vile experimental magic potions Dieter had been forced to consume wore off and he regained his sanity. Eventually, he would return to blacksmithing for the village. Ashira, Dentiata’s former slave, was granted a job as maid at the Bountiful Tappe, where she happily worked, free of the fear and intimidation that had haunted her for so much of her life.
Eventually, months later, the tower would be granted to a lawful mage that had won favor with the duke’s court, and he would dispel the dark magiks of Thaddigren Dentiata.