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Every other time they have arrived too late. The first time, the aasimar had been murdered in his home; the blood was not yet cold, but the body was gone, so there was no question of raising him. The second time, they saw the city burning as they flew in and were unsurprised to find their target's home at the center of the firestorm. No body that time either.

The third one had already been taken prisoner by the time they arrived, and they spent six months chasing her frantically halfway across the world. The cultists didn't make it to the gate with her, but they didn't recover her alive either. 

Honestly the whole situation is pretty dispiriting and doing terrifying things to their bank accounts, and if they aren't able to rescue this one they are going to need to go back to Sothis and cast spells for pay for a while. Though if this one is in enemy hands they'll hardly have affordance to do that.

This one is being held in a village, in an ordinary-looking house, but the other houses looked ordinary too, or at least the ashes of them did, and one can't be too careful.

A second before the wall collapses, the residents of the house might notice that everything goes silent and they can no longer speak.

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"Where'd they take her?"

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The cultists blink at him a bit incredulously.

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He spins around to look at tracks. 

 

They lead in. 

" - is there a branch in the cavern that we didn't see?"

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The cultists do not answer this.

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Well obviously they're not gonna talk. Probably the party's too good and stuff for torture, at least on this plane.

She doesn't move from her spot by the cavern wall. She does look to see whether the tracks keep going down into the darkness.

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They do.

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He follows them.



A little ways into the dark they veer abruptly sideways, into what looks like solid rock.

 

He pokes it. It feels like ice.

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"Maybe it'll melt," he says, and tries that. 

 

It will melt. Somewhat slowly.

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"Are we taking them with us?" 

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" - I think no."

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"Unless someone has a really good objection I'mma stab them."

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She does not have any really good objections.

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"I hear if you make a halfassed attempt at regretting anything at all then Nirvana will take you," he tells the cultists, and then slits their throats.

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"Carrying anything -"

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"No."

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She shivers and turns back to the tracks.

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The ice melts. There's a stone staircase.

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"Mahdi, can you put her in your purse or something -"

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"Worried she'd run out of air."

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"Then make a snorkeling tube or something."

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"All right. Imrainai -"

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"Present." She can... approach Mahdi?

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"This is dangerous and everyone who I've heard talk about doing it lost someone to suffocation eventually but I think wandering into the Underdark as a civilian surpasses it for dangerousness. You're going to climb in here, hold a breathing tube, sit there. If a fight starts I'll try to shove your tube out of the way and close the purse so spells cast can't affect you. Hold still, try not to use too much air, you'll have a couple minutes of it and most fights with casters end fast. When it's over I'll open it again. Understood?"

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- nod.

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He hands her a little tube and unzips the purse in such a fashion that its radius expands.

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