The next day, Arashi tracked each member of their group down and asked them if they would agree to spend two days in the city. Most agreed and were curious at her reasons, but she was quite secretive with her true intentions. The rest of the day was spent differently by each person, although Nemala and Raze gathered everyone together for dinner that evening, except Thanos who had been missing most of the day.
At the dinner, Nemala revealed that throughout the day she had gathered information that an assassins guild was located in the sewers and suggested they check it out. Most of the rest disagreed, seeing it as a sure suicide to go looking for trouble. The disagreement turned to an argument over gaining information when a deep voice found its way under the noise to whisper softly in Sophia’s ear. She turned to see the man from the day before, Dragon, lounging at the bar, a playful smirk on his lips. Sophia mustered her courage and joined him at the bar, determined to get as much information as she could. Dragon was more than accommodating, but was upfront in telling her that his information was not free. He stopped time for all but them and grew more and more bold as she continued to ask him questions, even showing her a taste of his own power. He was impressed at the woman’s resolve, but also pleased to see she was reacting to him as most women did. When she kept dodging his question on whether or not she would join him in bed, he finally drew her in and kissed her deeply. Before leaving, he rested his hand on her stomach and told her solemnly that he would see her again before she was officially a mother.
As Sophia’s eyes went wide, the tavern came alive again. She rushed from the questions of her party members, needing time to sort through them for herself. After a while, she did return to her bewildered friends and told them of the information she had gained about Farendor, his beasts, and the origin of his powers. She ignored their questioning stares and kept the other information to herself.
The next day, Arashi gathered everyone together and led them out of the city toward the gorge that separated Cormire and Cliff’s View. They looked at her in disbelief when they saw the way across the gorge. It was a thin piece of marble, no wider than three feet across that lead the way across the yawning chasm. As the wind buffeted them, already threatening to knock them down, they shook their heads, not wanting to cross. Arashi encouraged them, telling them it was safe and pleading with them to cross. Sophia was the first to step forward. The others watched in amazement as she set foot on the marble bridge. It immediately looked as though the wind had died, yet they were still feeling it. One by one they stepped onto the bridge in single file. It took them two nerve wracking hours to cross the narrow stone way, but they all made it. They approached the great doors of the temple devoted to Tempest and were greeted with appetizing aromas and soft music as the doors were thrown open. Arashi had planned a party for them as a way to show her gratitude and they all stepped in, intending to thoroughly enjoy themselves.
Halfway through their night of revelry, screams pierced their fun. Rushing outside to see what the cause was, they found themselves face to face with Farendor himself, riding atop his newest creation, the manticore. The battle began quickly, with the manticore flinging barbs from its wicked looking tail, roaring as arrows found their mark. Farendor was quick to construct a force cage around Arashi, his intended prey, and directed the creature toward it. As the party fought hard, Sophia bargained with Farendor telepathically, but got no where. They managed to kill the manticore and tackle Farendor to the ground. He let them hold him at first, but quickly grew tired of their antics and simply teleported next to the cage he constructed. Putting his hand on it, he gave a victorious grin as he was about to teleport away.
Just before he could, a bright flash of lightning struck him, followed by an angry peel of thunder that blinded and deafened the group. When their senses cleared, the party stared in awe of the most beautiful red-headed goddess they had ever laid eyes on. As they stared, the woman thanked them for their protecting her temple, leaving no doubt that she was indeed Tempest, Goddess of Storms. With a whisper and a wave of her hand, she healed their wounds and graciously offered them her temple to rest in for the night. For their service, she also offered to teleport them to any city they chose. Most of the group was too awestruck to say much, save Tusk, who managed to seduce the goddess to his bed for the night, thoroughly shocking his companions.
Accompanying Character Contributions
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