Chapter 8, Through the Eye of God

Major Maro's Sargeant Major has assembled a squad of soldiers to accompany the expedition throug the Eye. They are outfitted with Dragon Glaives and Dragon Rods and suits of Armor made from the light silver metal found on the bodies of the Dracon.

Marcus and the delegates have assembled, along with Eloihm and his group. The elves are a contrast in form to the surrounding humans. They appear frail compared to the human's that occupy most of the room where the Eye sits.

Eloihm has explained to Sophia the magic by which the Eye is made to work, and then demonstrates the spell for her. His voice intones the arcane sounds, and his hands draw the symbols in the air which make up the address to Tir'nanog. As each symbol is drawn it takes form as a shimmering gold in the air. As the symbol is finished it races across the space to one of the cchevrons on the Eye, causing the normally blue synergy shard to change to an orange color. Once the last symbol is completed the center of the Eye erupts with a rush of magical energy that looks much like water, jetting out from the gate like a wave crashing against the rocks at the sea shore. A moment later the disturbance settles and a shimmering silver pool fills the Eye. It behaves like water when touched, rippling when touched but with no return ripple as the wave reaches the edge of the Eye.

"Eloihm." Marcus begins, "We look forward to further contact between our peoples. I hope that this day marks the begining of a friendship between the Eleves of Tir'nong and the Humans of Shahara that will last for many years to come." Marcus bows his head and steps aside. "May Draco see you safe. Major, you have a go."

Maro signals his men and the first team goes through the Eye. As per the plan, a moment later Eloihm goes through to ensure an Elf is there to explain the situation. As he vanishes through the pool of the Eye Sophia feels a massive wave of magic wash out from the Eye. A second later, on the top of the steps in front of the Eye a ghostly image appears. Sophia recognizes it from the statue garden on Dragon Home, Draco.

"With this act you have set free the lost souls of the Dracon who were cast down from Heaven for their arrogance and condemmed to live as savages for centuries. For this you have my eternal thanks and blessings." A moment later the image is gone.

Stepping into the pool of the Eye you feel a chill set upon you and the sudden feeling like you're falling forward. The world looses it's color and substance and you see a long tunnel of light that you are drawn along. The sounds you have come to know as the Banshee Screams can be heard all along the journey as you race along the tunnel that bends and turns like the rapids of a mighty river. Then light blasts back at you and you find yourself stepping out of the pool of the Eye, in a new place. All around you you can see forest, and there are many Elves here. They seem happy to have their lost children back among them, and they greet you with smiles and warm worlds of welcome.

You have stepped across the Great Black of the Dragonverse, into a new world. The first humans from Shahara to have done that in over ten centuries and the first to have done it as free persons in even longer. Your world has been discovered to be the moon of another. You are the keepers of the last of the Dragon Armor. Your adventures are just begining.

OOC: Actually, they just ended. I will take this opportunity to close this game and thank all of you for your comitment and participation. This run of the game was a great help to me in developing the idea for use in a Face to Face game, and also to help me perfect my style of GMing in the PBP environment.

Thanks again everyone for all your time.