We arrive at the consulate docks with our troops are Kormir. They look a little apprehensive at first to be following someone new in to battle, but my record speaks for itself, and most importantly, Kormir Speaks for me. Kormir is a seasoned warrior with a spear, older with experience, and reveared by all generals of the peacekeeping Sunspears, and feared by the wretched Kournans. We fight our ways through the gates until we reach Nerashi's team. All of this seems too easy to me, and Dunkoro, a weathered healer, balding and sunburnt, agrees with me. Kormir agrees aswell, but she demands we push forward anyways, and watch for being flanked.
We find Varesh in the keep by a shrine. She is casting a spell, and a large ominous purple orb hovers over the circle, pulsing. She cackles with laughter as an enormous beast emerges with a few emmisaries. Nightmares to behold.
Dunkoro beings to organize our retreat, finding a safeway out under covering fire. Kormir is the only one that remains in the keep alive, and Varesh just continues to laugh while intermittantly yelling "ABADDON!"