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[Tellemurius]

*bows in homage*
"It is a sight many fought for on the mortal realm"

[Ochita]

*The gods simply nod, and give Clayton a sword sheath. They also give Aegis something... A pendant.. The Tyrant, a book. Ochita, some clothes...

[Something Evil]

"This is our heart. The pure parts. Its where gods exist, and there was fog here too. The gods gave us this..."

*The Tyrant takes the tome, then taps its chestplate for a while.*
T: "No, I believe my cardiac system is quite smaller than this place. And I am loath of gods and daemons. Too many does one have to rip apart to find the ones that mean no harm. And what is this item supposed to do?"
*It then turns and places a hand on Vorthon's head, pulling his awareness into its own mindscape, an endless, blank plain of fused bone, stretching to the horizon.*
T: "Wake up."

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Crystal has dozed off*

[Vorthon]

"What? Who? Where? Why? Oh. Sorry."

[Taricus]

"I have the tank back!"

*Cries tears of joy and hugs the tank*

[Ochita]

"I do not know. But...  I feel as if these are the gifts we are going to keep. Oh. Our time is... Up."
*A flash of white, and the group are back at the fortress. The fog is gone. The three still have their gifts.*

[Tellemurius]

"hm i guess my sword would have needed that"
*holsters enchanted crystal sword into sheath*

[Taricus]

*Drives the tank around*

"It's like it never dissappeared"

[Ochita]

*And then the tank explodes, the gods have a cruel humor.*

[Taricus]

"BASTARDS"

*A Large humanoid fall from the sky. Burning*

[Something Evil]

T: "Then in shackles will this book stay until it reveals its purpose. Never trust an unknown god."
*It then lightly forces Vorthon's mind out of the blank, bleak scenery and into his body. As his presence from inside the Tyrant's mind fades, darkness falls upon the plain of bone, countless skittering, teeming bodies lurking in the Shadow.*

*Crystal has dozed off*

*A suddenly-asleep arctic vixen in her arms, the red panda tries to softly jostle her awake.*
A: "Hey. 'You okay?"

[Taricus]

*Gets a new tank again*

"Don't make me burn another one of you!"

[Vorthon]

*Vorthon reaches up and feels the fish on his head.*

"... Why am I wearing a fish on my head?"

[Something Evil]

"... Why am I wearing a fish on my head?"

T: "Because you always had a suspect, fishy head on your shoulders?"