So we left the sewers after sealing the Negative Tree in lead. Well, that was that. Leo asked for a promise not to tell anyone else and we complied. No reason to screw the boy over, although I still shudder at the image of him allowing brains to drip through his fingers.
On the surface, we prepared ourselves to go to the cemetery. The Wizards had somehow set themselves up to the east now, presumably guarding a 2nd device. The city forces held the center as what remained of Devlin’s priesthood roamed the countryside.
In hopes of securing help from the FB forces on the left flank, we made our ways to the no-man’s zone in that area. The last thing I remember was being snapped by a few darts and then darkness.
We woke up in a completely clean room. You know, I thought that I understood what “clean” meant, but this put the palace rooms to shame. We all waited for our captors to appear. Apparently they started talking, which I wasn’t able to hear given my… condition. Thankfully they provided an unconventional method to listen in.
After essentially “volunteering” everything we knew, we managed to bargain with them for our release. Apparently as creatures purely of logic and isolationism, we managed to convince them that the outside world does in fact matter in some small part. Also that our intentions are at least reasonably friendly. Then darkness.
We awoke by ourselves (although the poor shadow kitten…). We argued again on what to what to do about Analeise. To make a long, long story short, they convinced me.
Thinking on it, my supposition that the Negative Trees were effecting Analeise was a jump too far in terms of logic. After that enlightening discussion, Byron and I flew over to the Temple of Caillech while the others traveled north to meet with us.
Wait, is that something flying behind us?