With strength and grace, the Clan moved through the temple to the ocean god, with one purpose in mind; to rid the temple of the fanatical presence that tainted the very stone that it was created from. In a whirl of blades and magic, they effortlessly cut through the legions of the Trusik, and once again stood before the behemoths guarding their masters.

As usual they offered no challenge, and we moved onward to our appointments with Tqiv Qukret the Furious, and Tqiv Araxt the Enraged. With a little bit of fancy footwork, we soon showed them the error of their ways. Congratulations Sangokou, Danathor, Bemyen and Ztix!

The voice just ahead in the temple quivered in panic as the mighty adventurers moved ever closer. Soon...