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Location: Melbourne, Australia
[color="Blue"]In another minute the intrepid pair arrive in the archway to overlook the water-logged, misty chamber containing the curiously fashioned column.
Two torches are guttering in scones afixxed to the walls -- one adjacent to the archway which Tirandir and Â†delwynn are peering though, the other opposite, by the narrow stair leading back the to surface. The torch-fires are clinging to their last few minutes of fuel, lending the blanket of mist an ochre-orange tint.
The fact that a major battle was fought here scarcely an hour earlier is completely concealed by the mist.
All is ominously silent.
Hirelings: Georges; torch[/f]