A matter of gravity...

"Before we go farther," Manbear Synizn speaks. "I see by some faces that some would like to know what we need to do next....in light of what Malachi just told us."

"I've worked with her....er....her analog.... for centuries and know very well what she what she wants us to do," smiles Sigin. "Proceed in going out with our previously discussed plans.....but somehow be ready to drop everything at a momments notice. Malachi, I know from experience with her way of doing things and talking....means we'd have an hour from the time that gravity start to act up to when it's too late to do anything..... Ideas how we can do that, getting together swiftly? Realistically?"

"The Crystallic....this Crystallic," Dragon Synizn corrected himself, mommentarily looking nonpulsed at his gaff. "Has a 'record' of everyone it transported....so IT can reach out from where ever each is and just drag us all together to Atlantis at a second's notice. And if that gravity DOES go wonky....everyone prepare for transporting because I don't feel like having the world end around me!"

Murmurs of approval greet that statment.

For safety, each and every last "customer" Dragon Synizn's Crystallic is magically "scanned" by the other Crystallic (in case one is somehow not available) and then each Crystallic is scanned by the other (that makes the little figurine scanned turn a pink color for a second....like somehow....it's disturbed at being scanned by it's brother). So in case one of the Crystallics are stolen by a mage.....the other two users of the Crystallics could come swooping in....and fry the SOB who messes with them!

Finally, there is ONE item that Alicia INSISTS on being taken care of.

"After all....it's should be possible to do that by long distance," the womanfox smiles, tail swishing. "And....my father NEEDS the help so badly!"

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A tired looking Natthias throttles down the murderous desire to beat the thief who had been in the process of robbing a poor man of his hard earned money. Instead, he turned him over to what passed for the Constable around here.

"Master Rift might not be the kindest of men, but he at least had something of a conscious and a sense of justice in this cruddy town!" the barristers dwarven assistant murmured as the guards (the ten who were left alive from the coming of the Phage) dragged off the prisoner.

A sudden *RUSH* is all that Natthias can feel or sense for a few seconds, and then the paladin smiles.

"Wha...you glowed there for a second!" the dwarf sputtered, amazed. "Was that one of your holy tricks or something?"

"Or something." Natthias smiled....finally freed of the beast within him.

1. And so....the adventurer go about the business of....what they had planned on doing!

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