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I was with a few friends, when that man came upon us. We were travelling to deliver a message to Jackie, Jaquelin, and we were ambushed. He got the drop on us and before I knew what was happening my friends were taken into that mirror. I don’t know what is on the other side, but I was hoping I’d find out, if I could stay alive long enough for him to confront the five of you. I didn’t tell him about It’Dupree, but he already knew that someone from another reality was searching for the mirror, or maybe he’s paranoid and always thinks someone is trying to take the mirror from him. It’Dupree believes, I suppose, that the mirror, if it is the mirror I think it is, is some sort of prison, a dimensional anchor that traps those who travel into it. The secret for getting in and out of the mirror is what she is after, and I think she probably intended all along for us, and probably your team as well, to get into that place and then back out again with the secret to travelling back and forth. She’s trapped, you know, in some parallel dimension. She can communicate with her books, from where she is, but she can’t see very much of what goes on here, or in our home world. She talks about where she is, and it sounds like a strange place with advanced magic that everyone controls through little boxes people carry in their hands – and weird contests of skill and sport. I don’t know how she has managed to keep her sanity all these years, but in order for her to protect the city from the Necromechadons, she ended up sealing herself away from the city. Now the city has been trapped under the shroud for four centuries and she has been trapped in another dimension, but here is the thing. She wants me, or you I suppose, to bring the mirror to her, to the other world where she is trapped, and then if she is right about things, she wants to go into the mirror, and then have the mirror returned to Dorbna, where she can come back out of the mirror back in her home dimension, bypassing whatever magic is keeping here trapped on that other world. She wants the mirror brought back to the city, delivered to Abigail, her number one genius, who is the only one who knows where a portal to this other dimension where It’Dupree is trapped can be located. If we get the mirror we can take it back, as she wants, but, my friends are still trapped in that mirror. I don’t know if it is worth the risk to try and save them, but at the same time, I don’t want to just let them die, and it sounds like this man is not bothered by using the place beyond the mirror to kill or imprison his enemies for all eternity. That’s the truth everything I know.

It was, I think she said, she wanted the mirror identified, yes identified, and studied here as best as it could be. I, I don’t know why she would ask anyone to enter the mirror, not, you know, not knowing what it is connected to

Wait, did you say, she says stepping forward, a fiend that traveled through mirrored glass? This is important. It’Dupree warned us about the possibility of such a creature being encountered. In her research into alternative dimensions and worlds of existence, where she discovered the possibility of a mirror realm existing as a sort of self-contained fortress of solitude constructed by a being of incredible power, she read about a mirror fiend, a bizzare creature that is native to an elemental plane of reflections, something like that. She said it wasn’t difficult to kill, but that if it got the drop on you it could kill you with just a few bites of its enormous mouth and sharp teeth six inches long. If this is one of those creatures, then it is a real possibility we have tracked down a portal mirror to this realm.

I’m fine, Ballar, is it? Maybe I’ll need to be checked again to be sure I’m all right later, when we can take a rest and wind things down a bit. She then leans over and whispers into the dwarf’s ear, And you should wear the cape, I like it.

Hana blinks a few times and then struggles to her feet. She continues to make strange motions with her tongue, as if she is trying to force out a taste that will not leave her and says, That was not what I was expecting. Did anyone see where that man got off to or what it was he was hiding behind that curtain. I suspect it is a magic mirror of some kind. It may in fact be the one we are looking for. Now what do we do?

You don’t have to tell him anything. He already knows who sent you and why you are looking for the mirror. I’ve told him, over and over again, but he won’t accept the truth.

I’m sure we haven’t Hana says to Keryth with a smile as she too rises. Be careful out there. I’m going to have something to eat, here at the Lugubrious Wizard, and then head back to my apartment for the night. First thing in the morning I am setting out for Ridge Pole, that’s a large town to the northeast. If I am lucky I can finish my business there tomorrow before afternoon, and be back here in Oakdale before sunset, tomorrow. When I get back I’ll be sure to come here first, and hang around for a while. If you can, try to be here tomorrow, just after sunset. I’ll be waiting for you to be here, hopefully with the mirror, and then I’ll help you get to a place where we can be sure it is safe to send you back to Du’Orbna. If all goes well, I’ll be joining you for the trip. I miss that place and I could use a little down time

A tall dark skinned woman, with a slight frame, and short hair enters the tavern and sees the two groups standing at a table. She quickly crosses the room, and takes a seat, motioning for the rest of you to sit.

You can see that her skin glistens with a slight sheen of perspiration, and she is out of breath.

I - ran here - as fast as I could.

She grabs a mug, not bothering to ask what is in it, from one of the many on the table, and drinks deeply, and then she takes a deep breath

I got a message from another one of It’Dupree’s agents who is currently on this world, in this country, not far from here. The letter – she takes another deep breath, arrived just this morning, but it wasn’t delivered to my room until after I had left this morning. I read it when I returned to my room just a short time ago, then, as I was trying to make sense of the letter’s warning - a powerful spell was used to contact me and tell me that more were coming through one of Abigail’s portals to help with the tower situation, but, wait, let me have another drink

She drains the mug in her hand, and reaches for another, while letting out a very tiny little burp, she smiles, says, excuse me, in a dainty voice, and then after breathing in deeply, she starts again

Look, I’ve, I’ve got to get a message back to one of the minions, and that won’t be easy. I have a contact in Ridge Pole, about three hours from here. I’ll be back tomorrow, but, wait, wait, here, listen. This might not be the right mirror. Okay, listen closely.

She takes a other drink from the second mug, and another deep breath

The Solution Society in the village of Pawkatukit, that’s over eighty miles to the southeast, has discovered another mirror, in the basement of an abandoned castle. A group of their members stumbled into a rotten situation in this castle, something went wrong, and they are in deep trouble with their superiors. Now, wait, wait, let me get the letter, she takes a folded parchment from her pocket and holds it up in front of her eyes, Some high ranking official of the Society by the name of Dolmar is headed here now. He left Pawkatukit five days ago, and stopped in the town of Quiet Water, that’s fifty miles southeast. He got hung up there in some sort of dispute over a payment owed the Society, but he is headed here. One of It’Dupree’s newest agents, she signed the letter, J. O. Vilakku, was in Quiet Water following up on a assignment unrelated to the mirror's recovery when she overheard this Dolmar mention that the Society believes that one of Skarda’s Mirrors is here in this town, In Oakdale. She knew about me, here, and the effort underway to recover the mirror that is supposed to be in that tower, and got this letter out to me immediately, it is dated two days ago.[b]

She slaps the paper down on the table, drinks, takes a breath, and then looks at each of you one at a time as she says, [b]This is not the name of the mirrors we are looking for. I don’t know who this Skarda is. Maybe he is a local, and he was in possession of the mirror at one time, I can’t be sure. But it sure looks like the Solution Society is going to be in after this mirror after all, and we have to get it befor they do. I’m not convinced that the actual mirror she wants is here, or, damn, maybe it’s in Pawkatukit after all. That’s all I know. Now, what are you waiting for?

Well I was beginning to wonder if you would ever show up. My name is Hana’a’li’no’na, but you can call me Hana. I too, work for the Lady It’Dupree. I was sent to this place from Riom, Garicadia, several weeks ago to scout the situation. I’ve had no contact since I arrived, but now I can see the plan is ready to put into action. Here is what I have learned.

At the northwest corner of this village, outside of the village actually, on a hill overlooking a small stream there is a residence, a tower actually, built in modern, for this world, ways but meant to resemble an old world fortification. These people have a nostalgic view of their country’s history of war. It seems the mirror ended up there somehow, I haven’t been able to discover the particulars of that string of events, but the mirror is definitely there. The Solution Society has a Hall, they call all their offices, “Halls,” and this one, the Hall of The Black Oak, is to the east, on the main road leaving this village. I was in there, once, but could not find the Book of It’Dupree, so I have not been able to relay anything I have learned back to those at home. Anyway, the Society was in here, in this very tavern, last night, and hired a group of heroes to enter the tower because one of their own, a high ranking Solution Society member, who lived in that tower, was attacked the night before last by a hideous monster, which they believe must have come out of the mirror. That was last night. This morning I followed these heroes, two men and four women, one dwarf and one elf, four humans, to the outer wall of the property. The place is surrounded by men now, men of the Baroness Marelle Ogalvinjonsen, under the command of her son, Haldin Ogalvinjonsen, there are at least forty of them, simple soldiers, armed and armored well, not altogether well trained but fiercely loyal to Haldin.

Haldin is young, and even though he is not stupid, he has a desperate affection for the second in command of the Solution Society here in this village, a woman named Karen Alyingon. Karen is out of the area now, on another assignment, but Haldin’s desire to impress her is our key to getting into the tower. He let those heroes in without any questions, when they said they were with the Society, so all you have to do is tell his men the same thing, and you’ll be in like Flint.

I haven’t heard that the Society has made it back out of that tower, so I have no idea what is going on in there. I don’t want to approach the soldiers myself, as so far the people in this town think that I am from some place south of here, some place called Tarule, and they are very suspicious of me. I haven’t brought any unwelcomed attention to myself, and I intend to keep it that way.

I recommend heading straight for the tower, now, and getting in before sunset. If you need supplies, I’ve kept a list of merchants in this village that will sell the sort of things a team of adventurers might need without asking any questions. These merchants will take any coins made of silver or gold. They are not too keen on taking unusual copper coins, something about a mint in Baravkovia making copper coins with almost no real copper in them created a currency problem here a few years back and the people are still wary of strange copper coins showing up in their tills. You can probably learn more about the history of the man and woman who lived in that tower by speaking to the local scribe, but I’m sure the things you learn will be helpful regarding the situation with the mirror.

It is just a little after midday here in this village. Hana gives you a list of merchants that will sell supplies. You can assume that anything that is non-magical in nature and is listed in the PRD under “equipment” can be purchased here for standard rates (your gold and silver coins spend at the normal rate). Weapons are a bit harder to buy in this village, so let me know if there is a particular weapon you want to buy, otherwise, you can purchase supplies and head straight for the tower, or set off to find the scribe if you have questions that you want answered.

Good afternoon, Derrick,she says with a smile, and then stretches her back. I’m glad you and your friends made it back safe and sound, eh.

She smiles again, a big warm smile, and then looks all around. When she is satisfied she hasn’t seen or seen whatever it is she was looking for (you can’t possibly know) she grabs you by the arm and quickly pulls you over against the wall of a small house.

Look, I can only be away for a moment. Something troubling is up. Finchley has told everyone that he will hire mercenaries to escort the wagon going to Mystic Valley. I had a friend in the group that disappeared, and several of us volunteered to go looking for the lost soldiers, but he won’t let us go. He knows something, something he’s not telling us. Be careful.

When she finishes telling you this warning, she laughs, and shies away from you as if she is trying to send a message to anyone watching that you and she were engaged in more flirtatious conversation.

Then she says loudly as she walks away from Derrick

It’s a date, Derrick Tramsen. I’ll see you when you return and we’ll share a drink in the Shady Dragon.