
![]() |

"I believe so," Replies Sihir once the telescope's power is understood and all the treasure has been gathered. He looks over the dimension door spell he'd learned from Not-Trixie, then contemplates his platinum-ourobouros ring with one eye as he looks through the telescope with the other.
"Gather close, everyone; I'm not very good at teleportation magic...!"
Using my Arcane Bond to cast dimension door - that should do it, right?

![]() |

If that does work it will be able to transport you plus three others... (don't forget the familiars and Master Garracy)

![]() |

Almost, the others have to fiddle with some magic bits.
Waiting for the others to figure out the harrow deck/telescope/kapenia combination Leosa pokes her head through the double doors.
Hey guys! I found the hoard.

![]() |

"I can teleport people 30 feet using the power of the heavens, perhaps that will work? Only Daedîn cannot travel so as I have already transported him today. Whatever spirit grants this power does not want to us to be flitting around like butterflies it seems."
"Sihir if you can use your arcane bond to take some including Daedîn, then I could take the rest of us? I don't truly know if it will work, but I could try"
River can try sending someone, perhaps Master Garrecy, using his Heaven's Leap power to jump them to the place he can see through the telescope. If that doesn't work then he won't be able to help today, but could probably prepare something tomorrow. If it does work he can send people one at a time, finishing with himself

![]() |

It takes some prodding for you to convince the Taldan scholar to trust your leap of faith, but he finally realizes being home is far superior than this place no matter the risk and he accepts the magic.
River hexes the man and without fanfare he disappears completely. Peering through the telescope into the kapenia you can see the slightly bewildered man in Hajeck's tent, touching the tables as if to test if they are truly real.
Anything else before you leave the Realm?

![]() |

Spellcraft, Take 10: 10 + 21 = 31
With her familiar perched firmly atop her head, Not-Trixie tries to discern the magical properties of the three magical items as a set. "I can provide teleportation as well," she calls over her shoulder.

![]() |

"I am ready!"

![]() |

As the group gathers up the dragon's haul for transport, Not-Trixie examines the trio of items closely. She eventually realizes that they form something of an artifact when brought together, albeit one with a very nefarious purpose. The Deck of Harrowed Tales, among its many other fabulous abilities (such as creating the swirling vortex to the Harrowed Realm - per the spell gate) serves also as the focus for a powerful form of extra-planar divination. Creatures within the Harrowed Realm peering through the telescope - known as the Outreaching Eye - (and into Sonnorae's kapenia) can view, hear, and speak with the deck’s wielder. Worse yet, the Outreaching Eye allows the observer to cast dominate person once per day on the poor deck’s wielder.
With a nod, Not-Trixie realizes that is how the dragon forced the All-Seeing Hajeck to trick unwilling mortals into his realm to sacrifice as conduits so he could use their essence to find a way to reach Golarion himself.
----------------------
River continues to blink his friends back to the Material Plane. Sihir makes sure Daedîn reaches it too. As the entire group regathers in the small tent in southern Varisia, Meloigne is beside himself.
"Yes, that is all of you. I cannot begin to express my gratitude, but I pledge to you all that remains from my name. Please remember, you are welcome at our estate anytime your travels take you through Taldor."
For what it's worth, Not-Trixie takes a quick glance at the Harrow deck. All of the cards have regenerated and seem to retain all their initial luster.
----------------------
The group can eventually make their way to the Heidmarch Manor for the debrief and to tally their loot through the proper channels. Sheila is delighted to hear of your sojourns and of all the strange as bizarre creatures you faced along the way. She comments that this story could form an issue of the Pathfinder Chronicles all by itself. For his part, Canayven is simply intent on figuring out why an evil dragon collected vanilla beans.
Over the course of time, you come to learn that Meloigne Garracy made good on his promise, granting a 5,000 gp reward, the last of his family's fortune, to the Society in your names. Furthermore, you learn that he sought counseling from the temple of Shelyn after his experiences, and eventually drifted away from his scholarly pursuits, channeling his experiences in the Harrowed Realm into surrealist paintings.
"Where is the Nightpeddler, have you remade him yet? I'll need a new way to travel to avenge this disgrace."