Kerter returned to the reception hall, a large living room from the plant vaguely octagonal, with slender columns, vaulted arches and gilded bas-reliefs that have made it an interesting place without the need to add large windows, one in the middle of the floor, which gave full view of the eternal mist ethereal plane. The hall was filled with travelers planar. Essentially, traders and explorers, lured by the riches hidden between the inner planes, such as precious minerals of terms of quasi-crystals, or pearls that are generated radiant halfway between the positive and the fire plan. Mercan A merchant of race had already taken advantage of waiting to hang a carpet and showcase some junk, but despite the efforts of his servants in attracting attention, almost no one approached the merchandise. Serphe , tanarruk which dealt with the security of Eclipse, with a look made her realize that everything was under control. After having dismissed a bariaur waiting for signs to the City of Brass , turned down the corridor to the private rooms of guests. They were the same where Wodan accoltogli adventurers had a few days before, recovering their bodies in the plane of positive energy. Now the room was occupied by some druids from Abeir -Toril, who invoked the help of Wodan. Before entering the room, straightened the bodice of green leather, eyewear, and smoothed his hair back.
"Gentlemen, - he began entering the room - Wodan has prepared a dimensional portal that takes you back in your material plan, without further need to travel between floors." The archdruid of Mosstone , Dushmir , with a quick movement of hands, turned off the incense in front of him and rose to his feet. Immediately his bodyguards, two powerful armored centaur, came to his side. "I suppose Wodan has not reconsidered its decision to deny us the help needed." said a deep voice. This was an old archdruid by imposing stature, with a long shaggy beard which emphasized a stern face and devoid of compassion. Kerter found it irritating, even if you knew not to know him at all. He tried to give him the answer is definitely possible to dry. "Wodan has reconsidered its decision, probably did it a million times in the same moment in which you have brought to the attention of your request. A god, you know, it expresses the truth not opinions. If you have denied its collaboration, it is because he believes that the best thing to do. " The old man turned adjusting the heavy clothes, and picked up a scythe, who gives him the magical centaur to his left. "The best thing to do, young traveler? - Waved a scornful laugh - Best ... for whom? Ask him the next allows you to ask him questions. "Then he angrily slammed his sickle on the force field that served as the floor of the room. The result is a thud, as if the stick was pushed hard between the stones of a river . He walked towards the door passing Kerter, preceded by one of his warriors and joined the other centaurs. "Take him my respects." Dushmir finally hissed through clenched teeth, disappearing into the corridor. The half-elf did not turn around to follow them, waited the last of the guests turn the corner and puffed in silence. 
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