TheCityOfDoors

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step" – Laozi Eastwind, Elemental Plane of Air, Eight years later . . . Sapphire tightened the final straps on her elven chainmail, making sure that the armor was properly fitted. While the mildly enchanted nature of the armor would allow it to make major corrections to fit her body-type, it would not compensate for improper use.  As her adopted Father Cecil always warned, ‘armor worn incorrectly is worse than no armor at all.’  When she was finished, she looked herself over in the full-length mirror.  The armor was a gift from Raindancer upon her completion of her appren

Terriana, the Prime Material Plane    How long has she been falling?      Truth was, she expected to be dead already.  Sapphire knew that these ventilation shafts tended to be bottomless, which is why they were used by inhabitants on all levels to dispose of unwanted things like garbage and corpses, but these shafts are never truly straight either.  All it would have taken was a single bend or curve and she would have slammed into one of the walls with deadly consequences.  Failing that, she should have encountered bridges or other obstructions that would have accomplished the same thing.  Yet she had seen nothing but vertical stone walls

Terriana, Prime Material Plane, Twelve years later . . . The vampire sniffed the air as she scanned the passage ahead.  The air carried with it the taint of cooked meat from the cities of the Middle tunnels, suggesting that that she must be near a ventilation shaft.  A sinister smile played on her lips, exposing her sharp fangs.  The runaway calf was nearby, that much she was certain of.  Did the child even know where she was going?  Most likely no; the calf was probably just following the air, knowing that the air always flows upwards.  She was no doubt trying to escape to the presumed safety of the Middle tunnels.  Unfortunately for her th