We have reached the islands. The air is thick with ash from the volcanic rocks. Brechnar, Jalis' brother, stands with us on the port and we are instantly despaired, as the path is thick with mursaat guards and it seems hopeless. He turns to me with a wink, and yells "FOR THE DWARVES!" and alone he runs, taking all the Mursaat with him. A heroes death, much like Saidra. We do not waste our moment and run up the opposite path scarcely seen by enemy eyes. We reach a magical ward that blocks our progress. Carefully, I distract the Jade guards with my longbow, and then we go in for the kill.
We sneak down the back paths and over stone bridges, the lava a pit of death beneath us. Trolls that are immune to fire run at us with their clubs raised, and we lay them down. A familiar mask stands before us on a small rock between the lava pools. The Seer is here, and he has a thirst for another Eidolon heart. I was unaware Eidolons existed on this scorched rock, but if it as he desires, it is what he will get. I never forget a friend.
We forge on, burning ourselves in pools of magma, and laying down more protective wards. We come to the stronghold of the palace, and Vizier Khilbran appears.
He warns us, the fortress is too protected for us to go in through the front. He urges us to stick to the outskirts and find a way around, through the magmus spiders. I was never one for a subtle entrance myself, and as soon as he disappears I make to break down the front door.
The Vizier was not lying. Heavily guarded the gates are, their shining marble almost beautiful. I will not be stalled in breaking the gates though, and slowly we lay down the lives of every mursaat we see and enter the gates.
More wards await us inside, and as soon as the first three come down the Eidolon appears. Knowing his weaknesses already we slay him and I deliver his heart, his essence, to the Seer. He applauds my work, and vanishes. We return to the falling citadel only to be greated by a large Jade general.
Towering over us, we band together and fight him til his last breath. We continue on opening the magical seals, and killing those inside until we end in a closed circular room. The Vizier appears before us again. This time, he brings with him the body of the slain Brechnar.
Comrade in arms, we pay our tribute. Kneeling before his body, the Vizier lights a funeral pyre, and sets him within. Jalis will be in a rage at this, he loved his brother so, but his brother has recieved a heroes death, a death most dwarves dream of. His flames burn bright for us, his courage is now ours.
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