Editing Chronicle - Zundar (section)

== The Plane of Air ==

Those few seconds proved to be significant, as we were now separated. We had entered the Plane of Air, a place that I had not experienced before. I felt like I was falling through the air, but that there was no ground beneath me to fall towards. Lanzi tried to explain how to control my movement as I fell in seemingly random directions for a while, but eventually I had the knack of staying in one place (mainly). Now we found ourselves in a predicament. We had arrived using the mirror as a portal, but of course the mirror had been left behind. None of us had any way of creating a portal back to the Prime Material Plane, and even if we had we were separated and had no way of finding each other!

Apparently Merc and Hintzu were in a similar position, although slightly less disorientated as me. Merc summoned a Dust Devil, a denizen of this Plane, but the creature was so limited in intelligence that it could do nothing useful to help them. Meanwhile, Lanzi also summoned a creature, although he did so without warning me so that I was terrified by the thing that appeared next to us, magnificent though it was. It had a horse-like body with a unicorn's horn and a face that looked alert and intelligent, with deep violet eyes, and it was covered all over with bright golden scales. It spoke to us without speaking, the words entering my mind directly, with a melodious voice that was comforting whilst disconcerting all at the same time.

Lanzi and the Ki-rin, as it is apparently called, started to discuss how we could find our friends and get out of this place. As I had nothing to add to the discussion, my experience being limited to being on the ground for the most part, I thought to have a drink of mead. To my horror, the wineskin I had brought was empty! Then realisation dawned on me; when I had dispersed the fog back on the mountainside I had removed all water from the area - including that which was in the mead. What a waste! Not only were we stuck on some Gods forsaken endless sky-land, but there was nothing to drink and, most likely, no taverns to be found! Truely Hel itself could not be much worse - at least the poor souls there have goat's urine to quench their thirst!

Finally, Lanzi worked out a way to proceed. He used some great dweomer to divine the position of our friends, and gave haste to the Ki-rin, who had agreed to carry us there. Finally, we were making some progress. Unbeknown to us, Merc had used his magical shield and other artifacts to commune with a dragon and requested aid. So we were both travelling through the Plane of Air by the will of our allies. Fortunately, with the hasted Ki-rin's speed, we were able to intercept Merc and Hintzu in their flight and we were reunited at last.

Now that we were together again it was, apparently, a simple matter for our latest allies to return us to our own Plane. Before long we were standing once more before Lastar's Tower in Sutur. Oh, what a great feeling to have earth beneath my feet again. We had survived our latest adventure and gained much knowledge that would prove useful in our adventures to come. It would take us some time to recuperate before we could travel again, though, as we had all suffered much in the Halls of Zundar.

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