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Jen- You fail to create a light orb. You call out to Wubbles "Mama!!" You hear from the other side...Then you hear footsteps on the gravel!!!!

Grim- About 30 minutes...

Ares fails to create the rocks and the Mandrake escapes, attacking your shins for some minor damage.

Jen recovers. It is dark.

Umbra- Despite your patronising tone she obliges: Society in the Shaper Empire is stratified into a number of distinct classes with varying levels of authority and privilege. Ultimate political and social authority rests with the Shaper Council. Next come the remaining Shapers, whose level of authority is determined by seniority and rank. Beneath them rest outsider humans who have been delegated political authority by the Shapers. Next come the artisans and magic users, soldiers, and then the remaining outsider humans, where the wealthy (such as successful business entrepreneurs) tend to have a higher level of social standing. At the very bottom of the social hierarchy rest the creations, who are slaves that must defer without question to the orders of Shaper and non-Shaper humans who have been entrusted by the Shapers with watching over creations.

Grim- There seems to have been some minor progress made. However you can't seem to think of a way in.

Jen- While you are searching you hear rumberling and then you are caught in a rockslide/cave in(Swept into a cave)! You are knocked unconscience by it but are otherwise ok.

Ares- The Mandrake doesn't seem to want to be planted, and tries to break free, but fails.

Jen- A stockpile?

Umbra- "Kind of interested he says! We are fighting for our freedom and he is kind of interested! Let me tell you this, boy, the Shapers are the Oppressors and we are the Takers, we will take our freedom from them and take their power too!"

Grim- As you walk around you look down, and jump up to see there to be no ground beneath you(you don't fall). Far below you see a great lake of fire, with Islands and boats and numerous other occurences.

Ares picks up a Mandrake, which screeches loudly, deafening Ares. It then swings for you.

Hakon The Blacksmith seems unstatified with the goblin armour.

Wubbles creates a sticky slime when melting the metal.

Umbra- "Do you know of the Shapers?" There is a roar of laughter from the audiance.

Grim sees nothing much different in the woods.

Ares- The Head Mage seems to be out of tasks, but agrees to let you help gathering an order for herbs from Exile, hopefully something will turn up there.

Hakon arrives in exile, followed by the puppet...

Umbra- "O...k" Something tells you that she was not expecting that.

Jen- +.5 Lava Magic to Wubbles No Xp for Jen. You find some more tin.

Grim- You have brought the Ring of Nethersee. You continue pacing, the crystal a slightly stronger.

Ares- The head mage listens patiently to your tale and nods slowly. "Well it would take some weeks for us to get there... We can send an envoy, see if we can learn their language, but as for your equiptment...I am afraid to say I think you might have lost it for good."

Hakon- Living armour?

Umbra- "And Senior Umbra, what is it that draws your into the midsts of this meeting of the Takers?"

Grim- "For you sir... 3,000 coins."