The New Hands of Old Gods

The Spirits walk amongst the living
What was incompleted must be completed.

The second level of the mine is dark and damp as the morning dew. Old dust clings to your footsteps and the smell of iron from blood fills your nose…the bellows of the spirit forge have been found…and soon the tongs of the forge will be made one again…. So much has happened. Now with the items in hand, a dead father lost to the hands of death, and an elven prisoner who sat at work for hundreds of years awaits his freedom although the concept he does not understand. What awaits you all further in this place…in the realm of the dwarves and their Spiritmine. You and your companions move further into the mine with the crystal monolith at your heels…only one last piece to the tongs of the forge remains and then its to the last floor…. The forge…a pulsuation can be felt in your soul…like a reverberation…its almost audible….and the words of Lubaths father echo in your ears…“you will have to face the inner impurities of your soul before this place can be cleansed and the hammer restored”….what can this mean?

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Hammer in Hand The Road Ahead

The Spirits are now at peace…the soul of the mountain while still feeling wounded, is as if a long term infection has been cured. Sprits Song hammer of Moradin is within your grasps and a calmness sets over you. Wilken Eversight having still owned an Eyestone of Ioun passes the task to his son Pen. Who now must hold the title as an Eversight. To see and feel where hidden knowledge pulsuates and must seek it out or else have the knowledge of this world pass to the dark ages. “I will however remain amonst those who are the New Hands of Old Gods. In guidance and as a protector of the old ways of thought I find it to be my duty to do so.”

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Shaken Past

The travel only takes a couple days through the dessert, and you only see a few travelers here and there, for the dessert has only a few people it spits out upon the world every now and then. Then, you see it, the large vast moving sea of sand and next to it a small dessert village. It has a single large spire in it as the kings court and the village lightly rests scattered about it. It feels broken, dilapidated, as if someone had shattered the already broken. Then, like a sore thumb directly next to it sits a lush green tropical forest with geysers pouring out air off the top of two mountains, and surrounding theses two mountains are six more smaller mountains bent toward the larger ones. It seems like such a peculiar sight in the middle of nothing. Clearly this doesn’t belong here….“what is this place??”..pen asks in mild awe of the spectacle saying what all are thinking…..all but one…Axious steps forward and speaks in his usual simple but powerful tone….“This is the traveling Oasis….my home…”….when you get closer there appears to be a ring of finely decorated garbed men surrounding the perimeter of the oasis…primarily near the edge of Shaken Sands….things feel tense…..what could be going on.

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The End To a Long Day
The Puppet Master Pulls His Strings

They all sat around him after a long night without decent rest and many pieces of the puzzle unanswered. Where was their friend? What would they do with the rouge? What was this disease, is it even worth investing time into? Each and every person was left with these questions floating around in their heads. In that moment it was Meihizan who spoke first, “This place has changed us…look at who we are and what we’ve done here…we all came here wanting to help our friend and this city but have only acted irrationally. I never would have expected the will of our monk to break, or the composure of our warlord to fall…or for me to put myself and my wants before the needs of innocent lives again”….he says as his eyes come from the ground and glance over his companions. “we have to look at who we are and decide what we want to happen…we have to make decisions rationally and as a group once again, I will not allow myself to be apart of an evil party again….look at what we did when we came here we went right for the oasis not bothering to investigate the plague upon this city, and then we gambled away time …precious time…” as he begins to speak more his speech is interrupted by Willken Eversight who enters the door to Axiouse’s home with a cloth covering his face. “I hate to interrupt…but i have news…many of those who were disease have dies through the night and the town is in an uproar over it…they demand a cure from the king and the priests..and there’s more a man with half a golden mask who claims he has a cure approaches the city and among him are all sorts of people from the crowd who dawn a wooden mask on the opposite side of their faces than his… i believe the puppet master has come out of the shadows”….

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Paying The Toll of A Hero
City Of Sapphire: The First Settlement of Io

Its been one month since the confrontation with Katar. Each and ever person has been recovering in some way shape or form. Sometimes the stifled screams can be heard from Silence’s room at night. To have died and come back in a world where there are no gods….one cant simply walk away from that without having been scared. To others, its re-learning how to use their arms and hands again. The pain in theme is always there….Not everything has been given yet though…The Oasis plans to stop at one place before departing the surface world once more, and its the exact place the dragonborn declared war on the world: Shaken Sands. However now it now holds a new name: City of Sapphire The First Settlement of Io….

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