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Pass Placement and Action phases.

Edited because I can't move. I can't do a damn thing. Sigh.

Varian smiled as he picked up the ebony pawn.

"Yes this will do, his name is Ustuth Menglek. Born to loving parents safe and sound within the walls of Stormrivet, he displayed an aptitude for magic at an early age. Since this is somewhat rare in dwarves he was given the finest education, whatever he needed to progress in his craft. The fell mood took him on the cusp of the disaster. As other dwarves panicked fled and burned to death in the volcanic eruption that destroyed their precious fortress, Ustuth was gathering materials and bringing them back to his workshop.

The madness of dwarfkind never left Ustuth. And while his project is completed, he labors still in the depths. Undead workers tend the crops and maintain the fortress deeps where Ustuth lives. One day he shall be free."

Varian dramatically placed the token in the depths of the ruins of Stormrivet, marvelling as his hand passed through seemingly solid material.

So thats 3 for the dwarven ruins then? The wager is of course power, and default rules? 5 go in, 3 come out?

So yeah. Me and Cript are down for a Power game. Anyone else in? You gotta risk yourself sometime.

"And I am Varian d'Avistral. Tis a pleasure most certainly.

As regards wagering the power I just claimed... that is why I am willing to cast it aside quickly. Else I'll become frightened and afraid of what comes after it is gone. However I accept your wager, and will even sweeten it by saying you shall not be required to expend all of your power in our service."

Calling back to the others in the other room
"I say this is fascinating! Come down here and look. Are these your people Valer? Magnificent! So lifelike!"

Varian d'Avistral smiled as he stood, feeling a full decade younger. After helping his companions to their feet, he slipped a rather large corked bottle from his rucksack. Placing it with reverence upon the granite altar he spoke with his two companions.

"Pinched this off that kingly fellow just before he got through the traps. Figure we earned ourselves a bit of a celebration. Heres to Salus, the dead god of the Dead. And heres to what his passing gave us. Now I didnt bring any glasses, and I'm not sure if Magmanarian's even drink...But  I suppose the gesture counts?"

I like how Iituem vanished after we all suicided. Thats a really nice touch. Panic!