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Keeper of Lore landed outside of Brownstump. She changed into her human form and they entered the village. A full day of flying had exhausted her. She sought an inn for the night while the Wanderers sought the ruler of the village. They easily located a temple in the center of the village. It had stood there since the days of the Elder People in the Span of Might. The door was locked and they could find no entry. They continued to a grand hall next to the temple wherein the ruler certainly resided. They entered the hall and their fame eased their way. Vilerend and Billet were taken straight to Pond Brownstump where he sat in his court room on the second floor. They explained the situation, describing the Realm of Terrors and the vertices pinning it to the Living World. They begged for access to the temple so that they could unpin the final vertex. Pond said, “I would unlock that door for you if I could. I must share a tale with you to explain why I cannot. I do not hide my shame. I…

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