The flash of light and the familiar glow of a portal opening into Tarkuul. Her armor covered with blood, the familiar dainty figure of Aly’isgar steps through with a scantily clad human male in her grasp. In quick succession another drow male in heavy armor pulling two other scantily clad humans and finally in the unmistakable armor of the Eternal Order is a male human with an eyepatch.

Bags of gear are dropped by Aly’isgar, the scantily clad who can manage attempt to don armor while a quick conversation ensues. The male with the eye patch proceeds to activate his portal wand and at his command they are soon gone.

The drow male chuckles as Aly’isgar, her face and smile hidden by that wild hair of hers, ports them away.

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Ari'aerath Dlues'athsha ~ Silver Singer with the Bow of the Sun
Clarette Feohn ~ Magic is Art.
Victoria Marrs ~ "I have an herb for that."