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In 1054, three dwarven climbers unlocked the secret staircase and climbed into the tower. This is their leader's account of what they saw, translated into the common tongue: | In 1054, three dwarven climbers unlocked the secret staircase and climbed into the tower. This is their leader's account of what they saw, translated into the common tongue: | ||
<blockquote>On Dorand's Hammer, I declare that what I write is true.<br /> | <blockquote>On [[Dorand]]'s Hammer, I declare that what I write is true.<br /> | ||
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I, Dalliac, servant of Dorand, braced myself against the Curse of Firelight Tower and sought to enter it and uncover its mystery.<br /> | I, Dalliac, servant of Dorand, braced myself against the Curse of [[Firelight Tower]] and sought to enter it and uncover its mystery.<br /> | ||
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Fellisax, our scout, found a strange groove in the solid stone. That was all that was needed for us to know that we had found the path to the tower. The climb was nothing a stout dwarf couldn't handle, even with a heavy burden on his back. I was struck by the ability of the stone cutters that wrought the steps'a staircase invisible in the mountain to all except those who knew what to look for. The Master of Crafts must have been proud of his sons' work.<br /> | Fellisax, our scout, found a strange groove in the solid [[stone]]. That was all that was needed for us to know that we had found the path to the tower. The climb was nothing a stout [[dwarf]] couldn't handle, even with a heavy burden on his back. I was struck by the ability of the stone cutters that wrought the steps'a staircase invisible in the mountain to all except those who knew what to look for. The Master of Crafts must have been proud of his sons' work.<br /> | ||
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We reached the lower entrance to the tower, where we found a stone door tightly shut that granted us entrance upon being pressed in the right spots'another sign of the fine ability of our ancients. Smooth as the finest glass was the surface, despite years of water and wind breaking on its surface. The three of us entered the tower and sealed ourselves in from the bitter wind outside.<br /> | We reached the lower entrance to the tower, where we found a stone door tightly shut that granted us entrance upon being pressed in the right spots'another sign of the fine ability of our ancients. Smooth as the finest glass was the surface, despite years of water and wind breaking on its surface. The three of us entered the tower and sealed ourselves in from the bitter wind outside.<br /> | ||
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That was also the feeling that I had, along with Fellisax. The place was in excellent condition and further exploration of the barracks, mess hall, and observation deck elicited the strong feeling that the guard had just stepped out for a smoke and would be back soon. We found salted meats, cheese, water, and firewood'all frozen but still palatable after being defrosting. Barrels of ale, wine, and rolls of smoke weed were also neatly stashed and usable. The ale hadn't aged well but the wine had; a bottle of it stands on my table as I write this.<br /> | That was also the feeling that I had, along with Fellisax. The place was in excellent condition and further exploration of the barracks, mess hall, and observation deck elicited the strong feeling that the guard had just stepped out for a smoke and would be back soon. We found salted meats, cheese, water, and firewood'all frozen but still palatable after being defrosting. Barrels of ale, wine, and rolls of smoke weed were also neatly stashed and usable. The ale hadn't aged well but the wine had; a bottle of it stands on my table as I write this.<br /> | ||
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I searched and found the tower's register and the commander's log for signs that it had been abandoned, but I found none. It was as though Dorand and Vorax themselves had whisked the guard away into thin air for some secret purpose.<br /> | I searched and found the tower's register and the commander's log for signs that it had been abandoned, but I found none. It was as though Dorand and [[Vorax]] themselves had whisked the guard away into thin air for some secret purpose.<br /> | ||
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It was in the lower basement, within the mountain, that the mystery that had been taunting us was solved. A stone door that was crudely cut'definitely not by kinsman's hands, not by those that had built the tower'was found ajar. Jaellax's curse and wards were heard echoing throughout the tower in response to what he saw. In that room, probably a crude cavern that had been enlarged, the frozen and decayed bodies of 25 were found, but only 22 of them were of our kin; the others were elves, dark ones at that.<br /> | It was in the lower basement, within the mountain, that the mystery that had been taunting us was solved. A stone door that was crudely cut'definitely not by kinsman's hands, not by those that had built the tower'was found ajar. Jaellax's curse and wards were heard echoing throughout the tower in response to what he saw. In that room, probably a crude cavern that had been enlarged, the frozen and decayed bodies of 25 were found, but only 22 of them were of our kin; the others were elves, dark ones at that.<br /> | ||