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Episode 78: Fractures

So last we left off: Bell’s Hells, after an extended excursion to the Shattered Teeth, learning more and more about the history of Ashton’s youthful transformation into what you now know to be some sort of elemental humanoid, genasi-esque it seems, carrying within them the dormant seed, a broken shard of one of the ancient Primordial Titans. You made your path through these islands, acquired another chunk of one of these Primordial Titans that might be used to awaken this dormant shard.
Given numerous bits of information about its history, the possible power within and warnings attached returned to Whitestone to both convey the information you gathered to the allies that you’ve made who are hoping to soon wage a massive front against the Malleus Key, but they lack information about what resides in the opposite side of the moon.
The worry of destroying the key before knowing too much could leave Ludinus completely left to his own machinations unable to be stopped. So the bridge must be maintained for now and information is to be gathered.
You, Bell’s Hells, volunteered to be the recon mission to the moon and back. You gathered materials from your allies. Arcanist Allura Vysoren, member of the Tal’Dorei Council, making your acquaintance and providing a number of materials to help hopefully aid you on this recon mission.
Before you left, Fearne and Ashton had a discussion to find a way to awaken the dormant shard of the titan within. In asking for a space to do this, you were shown to a subterranean layer beneath Whitestone where there seemed to be an ancient ziggurat. Itself coated with layers of residuum glass. This platform of power at the top was where the two of you brought the harness and asked for some privacy.
While your friends waited out of sight and Allura put up a barrier to protect any wayward magical energies from damaging the surrounding cavern and Whitestone above, Ashton decided to take the shard into himself. The words from Evontra’vir, the Tree of Atrophy, echoing in the mind of those around that both shards within one vessel would likely destroy it. Upon the process beginning, Ashton’s physical physical form was brought not just to its limit, but past it twice. Thanks to some careful preparatory spellcasting and a ring taken by an old flame and some fucking lucky rolls at the end there, Ashton lost an arm and then gained a new one, bouncing back and forth on the cusp of death before eventually the process completed. With just a shred of consciousness to you, you looked upon your newly formed molten rock arm before Fearne kicked you in the head and knocked you unconscious, once again sliding across the surface.
The rest of you have been hearing these shouts and rushing up to help and trying to find a way to keep them alive, being burned in the proximity of the heat of this spark of Rau’shan. You just begin to catch your breath. The anxiety still thrumming in your minds. The last thing you see is Ashton smile through the pain before clattering, motionless to the top of the ziggurat floor.
Fearne, you stand there gripping your fist at your side as you land back onto your hooves.

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