The Underfoot

Al'Kabor took a deep breath and the energy that was gathered from the sheer rage of the mighty wizard dissipated. "Fool! Continue." Dagda turned a worried gaze upon the wizard, her hand slowly moving to her sword, just in case. Dabner fidgeted nervously, shuffling his feet and wringing his gnomish hands. "Wow Al, you're really mad about this aren't you."

Finally, the inevitable happened. Ognit channeled just a small amount of energy into the Hatch. It wasn't much, not even enough to kill a moss snake. However this time, the Living Wall began to shudder spasmodically and took on a pale, sickly color. The earthquake that resulted was truly terrifying.

Dagda wiped her eyes and brought herself up to her full height. She asked Al'Kabor, "Who is this Dartain?" Al'Kabor answered, "Dartain is one of the heretics. A heretic of old. He was among those that put The Hatch in place to repair the Wall of Living Stone.

This power has taken over. I did not expect it to be so hard to control. Now every piece of stone I see talks to me. While the others see lifeless slabs of stone, I see living entities begging to be released.

Underfoot: Unfolding the Lore Brell's Arena Located just off Brell's Rest, Brell's Arena is a small battleground that was created by Brell Serilis to allow the gnolls and kobolds to "play" a vicious game known as the Boomerang Brawl. This unusual game is run by Gilbot the Magnificent, a gnomework creation of Brell.

Ognit Eznertob, Dabner Drednever and Dagda Icefury had spent the last several days spelunking in the Hole and the ruins of the old city of Paineel. The ruins were an eerie, dusty and dark place. Strange and terrifying sounds echoed throughout the once splendorous city, like wails of torment from souls suffering in eternal agony.

Finally after months of research I have come to the conclusion that the wall placed deep in our home was brought to life by the touch of Brell. My studies have led to proof that this is indeed the door to the Underfoot and as such I have began to figure out ways to extract and harness this power.

I did it, I have completed the spell of extraction and found a way to prevent anything from coming through. This will be great news to the others, but wait, if I tell them they will want the power as well. They may even try to stop me from acquiring it. No, I must consume the power then tell them. That way they can never take it from me.

Today was a day of disappointment. I lost three of my apprentices trying to extract a sample from the living stone wall. The spell I used to attempt the extraction seemed to be working fine. The face I have come to call the ward of Brell started to melt away as my body became more powerful.

It has been a few days since I went to look at the wall. The death of my apprentices weighed heavy on my shoulders and my associates believe it an omen to leave the wall alone. But I cannot turn my back on such an opportunity to gain such power. With this power I could lead our residents back home and crush any who would oppose us.