A sickening thud. Looking down briefly I see a large arrow piercing my gut before I plummet into unconsciousness. As my lifeforce slips away I can vaguely sense my comrades also falling to sword and steel. Awaiting my departure from this material realm, into the rapture of my beloved Aasterinian, I feel a deep sadness. A knowledge that we failed, not only at completing our innermost desires, but a failure to meet destiny as we should have. Finally I feel a pulling, and as my spirit reels from my mortal coil I release an ethereal sigh, deep within, wondering if this is a pain I shall forever sustain.
As I rise above the cursed Stronghold, my ascent begins to slow. Looking down, I can clearly see Francis and Jad’Zia achieving an improbable escape! A sliver of satisfaction begins to make its way through the deep void within. Sensing others in my presence I look around, surprised to find I am surrounded by the glimmering apparitions of my recently deceased brethren. A sense of calm comes as we all emanate a peace of mind and contentment that this wasn’t all for naught. Looking up I can feel the presence of our respective deities smiling down at us, waiting. What were they waiting for?
At once we all perceive a similar epiphany. The gods were giving us a choice. Release our souls willingly into the rapture of our spirit worlds, and forever live jubilantly in peace. Or…… or what? Or do not refuse our destiny. Stay here. Set our intentions forever towards our goal and help fate guide us there. The pieces are in place. Powerful allies alive and eager to aid our cause. A benevolent fighter, leader amongst our executioners. A mighty wizard, friendly to our plight. A rescued Druid, who’s mystery has yet to be uncovered. Of course there is the resourceful and resilient Cleric, who’s ability to surprise and achieve seems almost unmatched. Decidedly this is no choice at all. A resolve settled over the four of us. We would risk everything, possibly a life forever spent in purgatory, for but one chance to return and place ourselves rightfully back along our path. Here we stay, here we stand, a Unified Front. Together as One.
Meanwhile Aasterinian, Olidammara, Pelor, Elhonna, and Fharlanghn all smile down, nodding their heads in approval.