Tuesday, November 17
Isles of the Damned: Part 2f – The Boneshaper’s Throne
They dropped from the ceiling only to end up in the same maze where they began. The remains of the chuul battle were cleared away, but they were not alone.
A woman lay crumpled in the center of the room.
Kham put his hands out. “I think the walls are gone too.”
Sebastian launched himself into the air as Kham, flanked by Vlad and Beldin, closed on the girl.
“You okay?” he asked.
“I…was taken to Zoltan’s chambers…” rasped the girl. “He beat me…”
A stooped, withered creature in tattered finery appeared on the other side of the room. “You’ve found me at last.”
“Yeah,” said Kham. “Right. Zoltan, you’ve seen better days.”
“In life I was something to behold,” said Zoltan. “Now look at me! Look at how death has ravaged me, what kind of creature it has turned me into!”
“If that’s even the real Zoltan,” said Sebastian from above. more
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