The Planeteers got into a row over journeybread quality with the local breadsmith and apprentices.
One week later, Jym arrived from Fallcrest to bail the Planeteers out of confinement.
Stark carried supplies and funds in caravan back to the Planeteers headquarters in Fallcrest, while as a last favor to the Glintshield Clan, the others investigated a mysterious wailing outside the town.
The Planeteers followed their ears to the source of the wailing, and were very surprised at what they found: a lone Shardmind, arms sharpened into fine blades, attacking a glowing outcropping of rock! This situation would require careful observation and caution.
Naturally, they sent Darth Machismo up first.
While the others looked on, Darth approached the Shardmind…and aimed a powerful punch at the rock he was striking! Dave cried out a warning, but too late! The glowing rocks created a teleportation effect and Darth was blasted violently away toward the sheer cliff edge!
In an instant, the strange Shardmind launched his arm out to grab onto Darth’s leg, and safely, though humiliatingly, pulled him down prone in a pool of rainwater collecting at the cliff edge.
Dave shared what he knew of such manifestations of arcane portals, that they were comprised of crystals from the The Living Gate, possibly the source from which Shardminds hailed and protected. The others looked to Dread for his opinion, but this was his first time encountering another of his kind. Though Dave and Jym expressed caution, something familiar about the destination image appearing in the center of the crystals intrigued Olwick.
To Darth, the Shardmind introduced himself as Amata, an Executioner of such Arcane Portals, which he called “obscene pustules upon the face of this world.”
At that moment, Olwick confirmed what his Eladrin eyes had seen. The arcane portal led to his master’s demense, home of the Winter Court: the Vale of the Long Night. Olwick decided to assist in the destruction of the arcane portal, as he knew the Lord of the Long Night did not like hidden passages into his realm.
Reluctantly, Dave and Jym began assaulting the portal from a distance. Darth Machismo got in the last pummel, before the crystals cracked apart in a burst of violet light.
“Farewell, new friends,” Amata sent to the minds of the Planeteers as his body crumbled in a Shardswarm. “We shall meet again.”
They had other things to be concerned about, as the resulting damage had destroyed the arcane portal…and teleported the party into the middle of the Vale of the Long Night.