My profound apologies for the delay... -- Drostag Range of Volcanoes

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Date Posted: 19:22:27 01/15/03 Wed
Author: Erimani Soran
Subject: My profound apologies for the delay...
In reply to: Erimani Soran 's message, "Erimani makes all possible speed up the mountain, testing her footing against the jagged volcanic scree with her staff." on 16:43:38 07/08/02 Mon

Erimani reaches the flow's summit, buffeted by shrieking blasts of wind, but sustained and enlivened by a glimpse of a shadowy breach in the stone face of the volcano just ahead. One arm flung upwards to shield her eyes, she checks her bearings. "Asphodel's portal," she breathes in wonder. "The last stage of the journey is before me." Biting her lip in a sudden smile, she covers the remaining stretch and enters the feverish darkness of the caverns.
Inside the narrow passage, she reaches out her hand to touch the rough wall, closes her eyes, and allows her senses to drift for a moment into the gloom ahead. Satisfied that she will not be taken unawares by any approaching creature for this moment at least, she delves into her pack. Presently she pulls out a fat clay vessel and a small oil lamp wrapped in leaves. Erim works quickly, plunging her hands into the clay vessel. She gives a faint grimace at the sudden coolness of thick salve dripping between her fingers and inhales a strong scent of herbs. By the steady light of the burning lamp she applies this salve to the bare skin of her forearms, hands and face, careful not to miss a single spot. Finally she pulls on a supple leather tunic and hood which yield the same odd fragrance. Armed with her staff, the fireweed in her pouch, and relying on the potency of a concoction of lore, Erimani paces into the caves ahead. "It is time to meet fate," Erim murmurs. "Let it come."

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A tunnel opens wide before her. The lamp that Erim holds illuminates enough of it for her to see that it has a high ceiling and rough walls. The tunnel ends abruptly after a short ways, opening into a small cave. Several other tunnels lead off of the cave. (NT) -- Fate, 11:54:55 01/25/03 Sat
- Erimani paces the cavern's edge for a moment, scanning the tunnels with careful scrutiny. "The domain of the dragons is certain to be found near the center of the volcanoes, yet they must have access to the surface..." Erimani muses. She stoops, collecting several round stones from the cavern floor. -- Erimani Soran, 20:51:35 03/03/03 Mon