Sitting around the table at Rumbleguts, surrounded by the crumbs of breakfast (the service does leave something to be desired) Ian said, “It’s about time we were heading back. I mean, (he looked around the table) I think we could head back. We did what we came to do.”
Before I could open my mouth, Acgar spoke. “We did find the mayor and we now know that Vhalantru is not Vhalantru, but there is still, as I’m sure Indira was about to say, the matter of Embril.”
“Yes. Yes, thank you, Acgar.” I gave her a long look. Why was she being supportive of me? Have things finally begun to swing back toward trust? “Embril is behind so much of this, this plot to destroy Cauldron. If she’s here, I aim to talk with her. Talk (I held up a finger) and bring her to justice. This is not about killing.”

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For our dire plan (Ok, my dire plan) to blow up the Temple of Wee Jas, the Divas decided that we needed a real temple and some real thermite.

Taj’s husband Jim is an amazing terrain/model builder and he helped get the project started. They used dental plastic for the material. Taj spent about 10 hours total on the painting and assembly.

And about 3 hours on actual gluing and touch-up painting. It looks amazing in the finished state. It was almost a shame to set it on fire.

(Not pictured: Sadi who was up on the balcony and Acgar who was graciously coming to help us even though she disagrees with what we’re doing.)

I bellowed in triumph, knowing that we would prevail against these foes. Thanks to god and my friends, we were winning this unexpected battle. Various had blinded a few of the guards. Myntilly threw orb after orb of acid at the one standing giant. Ian and Brus took on a couple of the guards. Qwerty was trying to distract the giant with jokes.

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