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Thaygar's Lost Temple
You feel as though you have stepped into the infinite Void, ebon
oblivion surrounding you in all directions. It is not cool here,
however. Instead, the darkness here is the searing calm at the
center of Hell. You stand on a circular floor comprised of obsidian
panels, suspended in the void.
Six pits form a hexagon on the floor, an altar at their center. Six
fires of midnight black flow out of the pits, flaring to the ceiling.
Flowing from the floor, a misshapen lump of obsidian reaches out like
an ebon hand.
LOOK NORTH
Unable to find a reference point, your eyes are hypnotically drawn
into gazing at Oblivion; they lose themselves in the black calm of
the Void; only with an effort are you able to pull them away.
LOOK SOUTH
Unable to find a reference point, your eyes are hypnotically drawn
into gazing at Oblivion; they lose themselves in the black calm of
the Void; only with an effort are you able to pull them away.
LOOK EAST
An ebon altar lies before you, in the center of six pillars of blackfire.
Beyond it, you can make out a magical gate. Past the gate your eyes lose
themselves in the endlessness of the Void, dark and pitiless, extending
blackly into forever.
The gate is open.
LOOK WEST
Unable to find a reference point, your eyes are hypnotically drawn
into gazing at Oblivion; they lose themselves in the black calm of
the Void; only with an effort are you able to pull them away.
LOOK UP
A sigil of jet is inlaid into the onyx disc comprising the ceiling.
Black veins of jet twist and bend to form the Sigil Odegra, which
in the tonuge of the Duergar cries:
In his Temple on the Lake, the Dark One lies sleeping.
LOOK DOWN
Suspended in the searing Void, a disk of obsidian tiles supports you.
The runes etched into it seem to writhe horrificly in your peripheral
vision, yet when you look directly at them they stabilize...
LOOK PITS
Smooth craters of obsidian two meters across, these depressions
light the six eternal flames supporting the ceiling.
LOOK FLAMES
Searing blackfire comprimises these pillars, powering them and
supporting the onyx ceiling above.
LOOK ALTAR
Flowing from the floor, this misshapen lump of obsidian reaches
like an ebon hand toward the ceiling. The fingers appear able to
close and open, but you can discern no method for making them move.
Thaygar's Office
[Exits: west]
The stifling heat of the Void hovers in this black room as well. As your
eyes adjust to the lightlessness, you believe you can make out cylinders
lining the walls. Looking closer, you see that the walls are composed of
forty eight glass pods, each filled with an organic fluid. Walking over,
you see that the pods hold abominous horrors, mutating and growing, soon
to be released into the realm.
Drawing back into the dark core of the office, you see an obsidian disk,
hovering unsupported seven feet above the floor - giant waist height. As
you strain to look onto this desk, you see some kind of image screen set
into the panel. As you approach the disk, it turns and glows. The office
roars, loud music pouring down from above. The image screen projects up,
into a cylindrical holotube, showing burning cities and dark, triumphant
horrors. The music surges, roaring a refrain from Leaether Strip:
Walking through the broken glass, you know that your feet will bleed
Holding all your secrets back, you know that Evil Speaks
LOOK NORTH:
Pods holding Chthonians and Polyps line the walls, the contents feeding.
LOOK SOUTH:
Pods holding Llogoir and Byakee line the walls, the creatures pulsating.
LOOK EAST:
Pods holding Colours and Servitors line the walls, the horrors evolving.
LOOK WEST:
Pods holding Star Spawn and Young line the walls, their charges growing.
In front of them, you can make out a magical gate.
The gate is open.
LOOK UP:
The Void stretches forever, the light of the holotube piercing infinity.
LOOK DOWN:
The floor is comprised of sharp shards of obsidian, lacerating your feet
with every dangerous step.
LOOK DISK:
Slowly spinning, the disk bears an inscription along its length.
LOOK INSCRIPTION:
All things can be seen in the Shaft of Night. To glimpse them, gaze into
the Shaft.
LOOK SHAFT
Beneath the burning cities in the tube, you can make out a faint glow.
Looking closer, you seem to make out faint, flowing runes.
LOOK RUNES
Index of Scrying, Premiere Page - Material Forms
(Look to view the Target Listed)
Citadel .....Foremost ....Gallery..... Jahiliya...... Jerald..... N'kai........ Nyx
Sealer...... Searcher..... Seeker..... Sender...... Siren....... Thalos...... Web
LOOK CITADEL
The Shaft of Night flares and its image shifts. Now it shows the
Citadel, a ruin of twisted stone, now a breeding ground for dark
creatures - the fate of all cities in the Time to Come.
LOOK FOREMOST
The Shaft of Night flares and its image shifts. Now it shows the
form of an interesting thief, Foremost. He is perhaps capable of
Ascending to Assassinhood ... if molded properly - his dear love
Amarou may be the key to his conversion.
LOOK GALLERY
The Shaft of Night flares and its image shifts. Now it shows the
abode of the paranoid Derro, the Gallery. They hide in fear from
an enemy they cannot possibly comprehend - the fate of all races
in the Time to Come.
LOOK JAHILIYA
The Shaft of Night flares and its image shifts. Now it shows the
form of an amusing practitioner of stealth and nature, Jahiliya.
The Master's interest in this mortal's progression is curious.
LOOK JERALD
The Shaft of Night flares and its image shifts. Now it shows the
Soulless, Jerald. He walks and proceeds at the pace of a snail -
a pure warrior-cleric devoted to conversion and conversation ...
to the point of infinity ...
LOOK N'KAI
The Shaft of Night flares and its image shifts. Now it shows the
caverns of N'Kai, a monstrous horror of fluid obsidian and bone.
Hurricane winds lash about, as writhing horrors await release in
the Time to Come.
LOOK NYX
The Shaft of Night flares and its image shifts. Now it shows the
form of a dark and stealthy thief, Nyx. He slides into the night
fluidly, marking him as one the Master would consider to Ascend,
becoming a dark Assassin.
LOOK SEALER
The Shaft of Night flares and its image shifts. Now it shows the
form of Atlach-Nacha, the Sealer of Souls, known as Lolth to the
Drow. Spinning the World Web, it waits for the Time to Come, for
the days when it and the others of the Triat rise again.
LOOK SEARCHER
The Shaft of Night flares and its image shifts. Now it shows the
form of a devoted Aarakocran explorer, Searcher. His exploits of
cartography earn him honor, pleasing the Master well.
LOOK SEEKER
The Shaft of Night flares and its image shifts. Now it shows the
form of Tsaggotha, the Seeker of Filth. Entombed within its berg
of ice, it waits for the Time to Come, for the days when it will
rise with the the others of the Triat, to rule again.
LOOK SENDER
The Shaft of Night flares and its image shifts. Now it shows the
form of Dar-Golmeth, the Sender of Eight. Writhing in its Crypt,
it waits for the Time to Come, for the days when it will rise to
the Realms with the others of the Triat, to reign once more.
LOOK SIREN
The Shaft of Night flares and its image shifts. Now it shows the
image of the Beloved, Siren of the Dark Mist. Her beautiful form
dominates the Shaft, her nobility and perfection manifest to all
gazing upon her.
LOOK THALOS
The Shaft of Night flares and its image shifts. Now it shows the
ruins of Thalos, a once-proud city brought low by the horrors of
Tsaggotha. Such is the fate of all cities in the Time to Come.
LOOK WEB
The Shaft of Night flares and its image shifts. Now it shows the
World Web of Atlach-Nacha, bridging the Chasm of Forever. Legend
speaks of Atlach-Nacha's efforts to complete the Web, intimating
that when the Web is finished at last, the Time to Come will Be.
LOOK CYLINDERS LOOK PODS
Each cylinder four meters across and twelve high, these pods hold the
creatures destined to torment the realm below.
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