The Oh, When last we left our heroes, Task the Kobald Ranger, Greke

Kinku Rogue, Borqui the Ork Barberian, and Panic the Tiefling Bard.

The party spearheaded through the under dark gauntlet,

convincing dim-witted gazers, thwarting lumbering umber hulks, and falling gracefully into a hole.

Task, the one who fell gracefully into the whole,

collided with Jerry, a long-lost flump childhood friend of Salyandrus.

Jerry led the party merrily through the underdark tunnels

to the eventual embrace of the vibrant undersun, a great underground crystallized sun that beams over plains of stone and water.

Taking in the strange social environment of the undersun city and its

yogi, drow, trogolite, deep gnome, and various under-common races, the party

proceeded to the temple of the undersun to meet with the great-eyed one.

A beholder?

That is or believes itself to be human.

Seeing the potential in the party, Bob, the beholder,

commanded the party to take out a trial of Orin to be judged

by a great holy one.

Now, as we listen to the final door open, we return to our heroes.

The door moves asunder.

How are you feeling?

hmm Bob kind of turns and looks to you.

Nervous, perhaps a little bit,

and anticipation.

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