Hell's Precipice

 

 The gates of Komalie are open.  Speaking to a gentle lost soul in our safehold, I learn that the gates are closed by "Soul batteries".  The chosen are sent as sacrifice to keep the gates closed.  This is what we were sent for, to reclose them with our lives, but I have a suspicion that should we time it right, the Vizier, i'm sorry... the Lich, would be enough to close the doors for good and end this prophecy. If I am to die, I will not die withou taking a few of grenths bastards with me.

Ring of Fire

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.

Thunderhead Keep

The Deldrimor Dwarves are in trouble.  Everyone is in trouble these days, but they are the only ones who can transport us to the fire island so we must get their fortress back.  The White mantle, along with their mursaat, have broken the gates and overrun the sacred place.  King Jalis is in a temper, red with rage at the befouling of his beloved keep.