Opening music begins. Minsc buries the axes in Sarevok's chest ceasing his final words. After a few moments, Minsc and Khalid help Barlowe up, and aid him to walk slowly. The party moves away from Sarevok to leave, and exits camera frame. Camera pulls in on Sarevok peering at his face through the nightmarish helm. In slow motion, golden sparkles form. Camera pulls back as they stream from Sarevok's body forming a cloud above him. The cloud moves through the temple delving through a crack, plummeting down an eerie, mystical tunnel, and hovering around a figurine of Sarevok in his armor. The figurine begins to crumble, and flake apart falling into a pile of rubble. The golden cloud flakes off downward through a spiraling column of figurines being consumed in a great forge at the bottom. The Bhaal Essence voice can be heard laughing.

BHAAL ESSENCEAnd so your journey begins, great predator. (laughs as picture fades into symbol upon the temple floor)

Camera cuts to Barlowe sitting in a grand oak bed with the Grand Dukes of Baldur's Gate speaking to him.

BARLOWE (VO)I, now, truly wonder what Gorion would think of the things I've done. Would he be proud of my actions, or concurring the source of my dreams?

Duke Belt hands Barlowe Sarevok's diary, and the Dukes leave Barlowe.

BARLOWE (VO)But, Sarevok has done a great deal of research. (opens diary to page one) Maybe I can find out about my mother back tracking his steps.

Camera cuts to the floor of the Temple of Bhaal beneath Baldur's Gate focusing on Sarevok's armored body and sword. Camera pulls back revealing figures moving through the shadows. They seem busy moving as those working things at the edge of the carpet. They move into view being dressed in black wearing masks to cover their faces. They stand before Sarevok in a semi-circle numbering 5. The one in the middle runs to the door ushering in another. This person is quite male, and moderately masculine as he wears a sleeveless tunic. He approaches Sarevok's body noting the damage to the armor about it. We see his face is covered

partially by a mask in the form of another face sewn into a snug fitting hood piece. He motions to disregard the armor and body. He picks up Sarevok's sword, and waves the others to depart.

Camera cuts to Barlowe and Imoen waving farewell to the Dukes before the Ducal Palace. They head toward the bridge to leave with camera following behind them.

BARLOWE (VO)After a few weeks recovering, I explored the grandeur of Baldur's Gate for a few months, and enjoyed the benefits of having the Grand Dukes on my side. Yet, it is time for me to discover things of my mother. Come what may, I will visit the places Sarevok mentions in his diary. I guess I'll let Imoen journey with me. She has proven herself useful mastering magic as she wished.

Camera cuts to nighttime setting where Barlowe and Imoen have made an encampment to rest. They appear sleeping comfortably around the coals providing them with warmth. A twig snap is heard clearly, and Barlowe's eyes respond in kind. Barlowe reaches over to wake Imoen. As they begin to stir, a large clump can be seen thrown in from the bushes into the coals. On impact, the clump erupts into a thick, choking mist, and begins to expand. Figures rush from the outskirts of the mist grabbing Barlowe and Imoen as they succumb to unconsciousness.

Camera flashes through images of entering a stone passage, moving down stone stairs, iron shackles & chains hanging from a ceiling, and looking through a door made of iron bars. A figure appears at a distance from the bars. The screen flashes black, and an elongated face now peers through the bars with cold, ice blue eyes.

IRENICUSAhhh, the Child of Bhaal has awoken.

Music heightens to forefront, and camera cuts to animated graphic title SHADOWS OF AMN. When the piece concludes, camera angles to view down on the cage Barlowe is in, and observe the actions of Irenicus.

IRENICUSIt is time for more... tests.

Irenicus begins speaking in Elvish, and begins hurling different color bursts of energy at Barlowe. There are bursts of flame emanating from Barlowe building a multi-colored haze within the cage. Irenicus observes the formations of color within the haze.

IRENICUSThe pain will only be passing. You should survive the experiment.

A burst of flame erupts toppling Barlowe to the back of the cage. He remains on his feet, and even begins to attack back with his fists to be gripped heavy within the haze of colors.

IRENICUSInteresting. You have much untapped power. Do you even realize your potential?

Barlowe is rocked by another burst of flame, and grabs hold of the bars of the cage to keep from falling. Secondary echoes are heard of explosions elsewhere. After a few moments, the sounds of a lumbering hulk of a machination draw the attention of Irenicus.

GOLEMMore intruders have entered the complex, master.

IRENICUSThey act sooner than we had anticipated. (pause) No matter, they will only prove a slight delay.

Irenicus casts a spell with subtle gestures creating a portal through which he steps. The golem towering over 6 ft returns from whence he came. The sounds of explosions become louder over the next few moments until the entire room is shook. A figure staggers into the room in considerable duress quickly followed by a ball of fire. He lets out a shriek to his fiery end. Imoen enters the area from a door at the side of the chamber to find Barlowe slumped against the bars of his cage. She rushes to Barlowe rousing him hurriedly.

IMOENWake up, you! Wake up! Come on, we have to get out of here!

BARLOWE(groggy) Huh... keep... keep your greaves on. I'll move when I'm ready.

IMOENYou'd better make yourself ready right quick, you goon! Don't you remember getting dragged here? (pause) I guess I can't blame you for forgetting. All I remember is us getting jumped near Baldur's Gate. It was quick. (pause) I don't think I want to remember it all. He's been... doing things... to us. Barlowe, we have to get out of here.

BARLOWEDoing things? What do you mean?

IMOENCome on, Barlowe; don't make me think of it. He did the same to you, I think. At least, I heard you screaming like it, anyway.

BARLOWEIf we're in such danger, how did you get free?

IMOENThe fighting going on... (notes echoes of explosions) rocked this structure damaging my cell. I don't know if I could get out again. (places her hand to her temple) The pain in my head is getting worse. It isn't like normal pain. Barlowe, it's on the inside, like my bones made a little dagger and it won't go away.

Barlowe gives her a disbelieving glance, and starts to say something being quickly cut off.

IMOENDon't look at me like that! It just hurts, all right? Must have been the noise. Assassins came running through looking for our captor, I think. There's people dead all over, and the fighting is still going on. Are you going to get moving or do I leave you here?

BARLOWEYou seem awful quick to abandon me. Besides, do you think you'll get far without some help? Do you think just the two of us can get far through this place on our own?

IMOEN

Yeah, you've got a point there. (Imoen glances past either side of Barlowe's cage) Looks like Minsc and Jaheira are caged over there in cells sorta like yours, and starting to show signs of coming to. Let me cast a spell to unlock these cages, and search the rooms for some equipment. He probably sold our stuff for a grand price, but any gear is better than none.

Imoen casts the spell, and a series of locks echo in return. As Barlowe and Imoen approach Minsc's cell, he grips the bars in a fury as the cage is still sealed.

MINSCAHHHH!! Minsc will be free!! These bonds will not hold my wrath! Butts will be liberally kicked in good measure!!

BARLOWEMinsc, can you control your mighty warrior spirit long enough to safely leave this place?

MINSCTime is short for talk that is small! Release me! I will rain beatings down upon all who have dared touch me and... and... Dynaheir! She will be avenged!

BARLOWEDynaheir? She is trapped elsewhere in this place?

MINSCTrapped?! Her spirit... her spirit is trapped in a cage created by my failure. I was to guard her, but she... she... (pause) They... they killed her as I watched, you see? I know not who they were, but... but I will redeem myself!

IMOENMinsc, that is horrible! I am so sorry for you.

MISNCI won't cry for the dead! I won't! (pause) OK, maybe a little, but I will staunch the flow of tears with righteous fury! Lullaby and goodnight, evil! Minsc will make you pay! Will you help me? Our fury will be such that bards will run their quills dry! Yes, ink will be scarce where e'er we go!

BARLOWE

Yes, Minsc, I will do what I can. Don't get yourself excited.

MINSCI can't help it. Freedom is to be mine, and even my permanently welded cell will not deter you! Yes, no lock at all! They feared me that much, and I am proud they were!

BARLOWEPermanently? (Barlowe has a devilish grin, and crosses his arms) Well, (pause) this is not worth the trouble. I'm leaving you here. (Barlowe turns away from Minsc and takes a step clear of the cage)

MINSCYou... you turn your back on those in need? You are abandoning me in my hour of shame?! You... you are no better than those who killed Dynaheir! You are filth... that I called friend! Do not make me add your ass to the top of the butt-kicking list!! I would do so reluctantly... but I will do it! Choose your path now!!

BARLOWE(Turns to face Minsc in the cage) You are quite clearly insane. You shall stay right there.

Minsc is silent for a moment as a shocked expression changes into red-faced fury.

MINSCI will make sure you do not live long enough to abandon more friends! I will... I will... I will do all of this as soon as I am free of these bars!! RRAAAARRGH!!!

Barlowe smiles as Minsc pulls the lower area of the cell door bars up from its base.

MINSCThe bars! They bend and twist with my berserker strength!! (gasp)

The hinges snap. Minsc emerges from the cage enthralled, exhausted, and starts to recover from his exertion.

MINSCMinsc and Boo are free! (gasp) Now you will... (Barlowe softly claps his hands) now... Oooh, (shakes finger at

Barlowe who stops clapping) you are a smart one. I understand now! You said what you did just to get me mad. Mad enough to break free! You are as smart as Boo sometimes. There are friends to avenge and villains to smack about the face and neck! Right Boo?

BARLOWEYes, we shall make our enemies answer for our fallen, but you must serve me better than anything you have done before.

MINSCMy honor and competence is in question?! Oh, I assure you that nothing shall keep me from exacting my righteous wrath on those responsible for this! If anything, I shall be even more single-minded in my focus! Minsc is Minsc, and it shall always be so. Come Boo. We are among friends again!

BARLOWE(chuckle) Ahhh, I see you still have that rode... uhm, giant miniature space hamster. Dare I ask how you have kept it hidden from our captors?

MINSCDon't ask questions better left for aged sages. Boo is quick and evasive. There is ever so much of Minsc to search, and no hope of getting us apart.

IMOENEww, I.. really don't want to think about that too much.

MINSCMinsc and Boo are Minsc and Boo. We shall not be separated. Shall we go? The butts of evil await my boot print!

Jaheira rises to her feet within her cage, and appears somewhat groggy.

BARLOWEJaheira?

JAHEIRAYes, it is I. Your... unique heritage has proven a magnet to adventure, for better or worse. (yawn) Gorion was right in directing us to watch over you. My husband and I departed Baldur's Gate to catch up with you and Imoen finding your campsite ransacked. We followed the trail, and were abducted as well. Is Khalid not within this chamber?

IMOENNo, Jaheira. He's not within this room.

JAHEIRAQuickly then, we must get out of here before whoever did this returns. I swear, traveling with you is never dull. We must retrieve our friends and companions to leave this place at once.

BARLOWEI agree, but your cage seems to require a key of some magical nature.

JAHEIRADo try to hurry in finding a key, then. I wish to be out of here before the owner returns. The ease of our capture suggests they may be beyond our power to resist. It would be best to face the culprit another day on our own terms.

Barlowe, Imoen, and Minsc move off down the corridor Imoen emerged from. They come across a chamber with a few oddities within. They step in looking at a golem standing by a closed door with a table bearing some pieces of armor and weapons. Imoen looks over the golem.

IMOENWow... a magical construct... this is some powerful magic. (touches golem) Heya, what's your name?

GOLEM(guttural English) Hmmm, you are not the master. Master wants prisoners in their cells.

BARLOWEWhat if he released us?

GOLEMMaster would command one of us to move your cage.

MINSCOooh, he has brothers?

IMOENAre you going to return us to the cells?

GOLEM

Master has not charged me with such. Guardian will keep prisoners from leaving here. I speak no more.

Barlowe crafts some lock picking tumblers from some metal strands, and finds some more weapons as well as an odd looking key. Barlowe pulls out most notably a two-handed sword. The trio makes their way back to Jaheira's cage, and open it with the key disappearing within the lock.

JAHEIRAWell that is a relief, and about time too. We should be going immediately. Not only might our 'host' return. I must simply see the sun again in none too short a time. This dank place stifles me. Even though there are friends we must find, it is good to share your company again.

BARLOWEWe will leave immediately, and celebrate once we are out of this hole.

JAHEIRAAs you would have it.

Camera cuts to party entering a long corridor with the sounds of explosions are much more prominent. A sudden, animalistic roar is heard echoing thru the hall to the party. Everyone stops and surveys each other.

IMOEN(gulp) I guess that's the guardian the golem mentioned.

BARLOWEWell, Immy, got any tricks to rec-in-noiter without showing ourselves to the beast?

IMOENLem'me look through what we've picked up so far. (shuffles thru a pouch finding a gem) This will do. Carrium vidas sukarium.

The gem pops into a small cloud, which bubbles into the shape of an eye, and becomes transparent to the point of being invisible. Imoen's eyes slowly close, and the eye moves down the hallway. Camera follows down the hall to a wrought iron door with no apparent lock. The eye wiggles through a pair of bars, which form an odd window. The eye

looks over the brutish, and ghastly beast before it munching on a pile of refuse.

IMOENEww! How gross!! I'm sure the smell would make me sick.

BARLOWEWhat are you talking about, Imoen?

IMOENThis guardian has appendages like an octopus extending from a huge bipedal trunk with a single eye, and a gawd awful looking mouth, which is just munching away at a pile of rotting garbage. Hold it a second... I see a rod or wand made of a gemstone whole. It looks to be solid sapphire.

BARLOWEHow long do you have that floating eye, Imoen?

IMOENI'm not sure. The gem wasn't real big to get a lot of use for it.

BARLOWEThen, have the eye scout around a bit for a way out before we go after that thing.

The camera follows the eye thru the hallways showing glimpses of a library with voice over of Imoen reminiscing about Candlekeep, and Barlowe answering her queries about returning. The camera continues past a group of goblins, and duergar dwarves working about a forge. The apparent leader of the dwarves moves off down a hall, and the eye follows him into a den area with a fireplace. The dwarf goes into an area where a group of tree branches can be seen hanging from above the doorway. The eye turns to head away, and we catch glimpse of an inactive portal. The eye disperses into a puff of smoke.

IMOENDamn. That's it for looking things over. Now what?

BARLOWEWell, we could double back the way we came, or take on this 'guardian', and take the route you've scouted to the room before that portal.

The hallway begins to shimmer, and changes into a cavern with crystalline formations decorating the walls and a centerpiece upon the ground. As the party gathers their bearings, a puff of smoke erupts becoming a djinni like form before them.

ATAQUAH(bellowing laugh) Ahhh, I see you have escaped finally, Barlowe. A little later than I had thought, but nonetheless you seek to exit.

JAHEIRAWho are you, and what do you want?

ATAQUAHMe? Why little elf woman, I am Ataquah, and my business is with Barlowe.

BARLOWEReally? And why am I required for business with you?

ATAQUAHYou are of great interest to all who watch, and all who want a hand in matters of destiny versus fate. Many strands that are the wandering lives of the universe cross the strand, which is your life. Many a darkened, frayed strand end at the brilliance of yours.

BARLOWEHow can such business help me here, and now?

ATAQUAHI will tip the scales for you this once, if you but ponder a riddle for me with an answer.

MINSCHaha, you will have a time outsmarting him, djinni. He can be as clever as Boo, and easily match wits with you.

ATAQUAHWhat say you, Barlowe?

BARLOWEIf it will lead to you making some sense, or benefiting our situation, ask away.

ATAQUAH

A mage has placed you and a sibling within two cages, and with each of you is a single button. The mage reveals his devilry. Before the sands of the hourglass run out, you must decide on whether to push the button or not. If both buttons are pushed, you both die. If neither button is pushed, you both die. If you push the button, and the other does not, you die while the other goes free. If you do not push the button and the other does, they die while you go free. He leaves you to your choice. What do you do?

BARLOWEHmmm... (pause) I choose to break the cages with the help of my sibling. With us both in one cage, pressing the button will free us both.

ATAQUAHInteresting... very interesting. You would venture a path unspoken, and tempt with defying death. Yes, you will be creative, noble, and interesting to watch. I will place you closer to your next step towards freedom, (chuckle) but be prepared for a fight.

The cavern shimmers dizzily transforming into the forge room where goblins, and duergar dwarves are putting hot iron into tempering vats. A battle begins with Imoen grabbing a short bow off the wall of armaments, and a quiver of arrows from a stand near her. There are rapid and vicious exchanges until the quartet are the only ones standing. Barlowe finds a pouch with a handful of acorns in it. He shows Imoen.

BARLOWEWhat do you make of these, Immy?

IMOEN(passing her hand over the acorns, and then, holding a few in her palm) They do have a mystical feel to them, and with these guys being dwarves of malcontent. I'd say it's a sure bet they're real important to someone else of a more kindly disposition.

Barlowe tucks the pouch in his belt, and the group moves on down the hall. The camera follows them entering into the den area where the fireplace is keeping the room warm. Barlowe, and Imoen start checking for traps, and such disarming them as they go. As Imoen rounds the corner into the doorway to the tree branches, she scares herself, and three dryads standing a short distance from her.

ULENEProtect me!

CANIAOh, yes, help us!

ELYMEFree us!

BARLOWE(passes through archway) Slow down! Tell us who you are, and what's going on down here.

ULENEWe are his possessions.

CANIAWe are his servants.

ELYMEHis concubines. Please help us to escape.

JAHEIRAHow can we help you?

ULENEIf you can escape, you must take our acorns to the Queen. Tell her of our plight in this creature's lair.

CANIATake them to the Fairy Queen who lives in the south end of the Windspear Hills. This will be our deliverance from this... this Irenicus and his dungeon.

JAHEIRA & MINSCIrenicus?!

JAHEIRANow, we have a name for our captor.

MINSCAh, Irenicus. There is now a special place in my boot print for him. I shall fill it in the name of Dynaheir!! Such evil to keep forest spirits locked away!

BARLOWE

What were his plans in keeping you, Dryads, here?

CANIAWe are supposed to instill emotion, but he is barren inside. I am not sure what he expects.

ELYMEYou can foil his plans for us at least. If you take the acorns to the Fairy Queen, she can regrow our trees, and free us!

BARLOWEWhy do you not simply leave? You do not seem to be chained or caged as we were.

ULENEWe cannot leave our trees!

CANIAIf we are separated from our trees, we will die.

ELYMEOur trees will die, too!

BARLOWE(looks over the group) We'll be happy to help you in that case.

ULENEThank you! You must take the acorns and deliver them to the Fairy Queen in the south end of the Windspear Hills.

CANIABut, he has taken the acorns. He knows of our plans. It amuses him to distress us.

ELYMEHe has left our acorns with Ilyich. Ilyich is mean!

BARLOWEI believe that I have the acorns you are talking about. (shows the acorns)

ULENEOh my! Yes! Yes, those are our acorns!

ELYME

You have done a noble thing for us. You will find the Windspear Hills northeast of the human settlement of Trademeet.

CANIAWe will help you escape. You must use the portals to travel up to the next level of the complex. This is how Irenicus travels when he can no longer cast Dimension Doors. The portals are triggered by a certain key.

ELYMEHe uses Her key. He still loves her, you see. He keeps her room just as it was, though well protected. We go there sometimes, and look at her things.

IMOENSo, beautiful… I used to dream of dryads and their beautiful trees.

ULENEYou are welcome among us, girl. Youthful exuberance is music that we have not heard in such a long time.

IMOENI used to dream... but he doesn't. Your charms don't work on him anymore, do they?

ULENEHow do you know of this? He has touched you as we, hasn't he? Irenicus searches for something he cannot find, and he looks within those that have no more idea than he.

IMOENIrenicus...

ULENEA name that is synonymous with death and ugliness.

IMOENNo, death sounds different. He showed me... I spit on his name. I spit on this place.

ULENELive as you can where you must, young woman. You will not survive if you give in. We have learned this.

IMOEN

I have learned... something different. So beautiful you are. I almost can't see you. I just want to go home. Oh Barlowe, when can we go home?

ULENEMay the forest always open a path for you.

The Dryads direct the group further along the path to a doorway. As the group approaches the doorway, Barlowe motions for Imoen to check one side of the doorway, while he checks the other. Minsc and Jaheira muse over the others disarming a pair of traps at the doorway. When Barlowe and Imoen complete the task and move towards Jaheira, Minsc kicks a sizable rock towards the doorway.

MINSCAre we not going to get to some escaping this place, or...

IMOENMinsc, no-o-o...

The rock tumbles into the room causing a chain reaction of magics, and a column of flame bursts thru the doorway tumbling the party to their collective backsides. As they recover to see the room ablaze, Imoen shuffles thru her pouch, and hurls a small gem into the room casting a spell. A white cloud forms within the room, and yields a steady amount of water streaming from the room.

MINSC(splashes some water on his face) Yes, Boo, you are very right. I'm sorry everyone. I did not realize there was more to be done.

JAHEIRA(puts her hand on Minsc's shoulder) It may have been a mistake, Minsc. However, a very time saving one has shown how intricate Irenicus can be. I fault you not for wishing to be out of this place doing something. I pine to see the sun again myself.

BARLOWEWell, now we need to survey the fire and water damaged room for the key, which the Dryads spoke of, and whatever is salvageable.

The group enters the charred room finding noteworthy items completely untouched from the damage.

Barlowe and Imoen begin checking these items for further magics, and disarm the traps summarily. Imoen opens a chest in the room, and holds up a golden band in a peculiar shape. When she holds it in the palm of her hand to show the others, it changes shape wrapping around her hand as to be irremovable.

IMOENI guess I should have detected evil first to avoid this.

JAHEIRAVery funny, Imoen, but I don't think it is evil. (looks band over) I think it is the key the Dryads mentioned. Look at the palm side of it.

Camera zooms in on the mirror-like palm of the band revealing the portal, which the wizard eye had seen nearby, an isolated portal in a gloomy appearing room, and a third portal with an injured man bandaging his wounds on the steps to it. Barlowe pulls another item from the chest which has an end like a traditional key with an odd looking key blade.

BARLOWE(holding key up) Sapphire. It's solid sapphire. Does this remind you of something, Imoen?

IMOENHmmmm, why, yes it does. There's another one like it next to that gawd awful looking guardian.

BARLOWEHold onto it then, Immy. Let's finish checking this room, and then move through that portal. It’s better to find out what they go to before we face that guardian.

They finish checking the room finding a few potions, gems, and a spell book with some scrolls tucked within. Camera cuts to the party passing from the den area to the portal. Imoen approaches the portal. Camera swings to look upon the portal from behind the party. The portal sparks to life with the brilliance of sunlight through water. The party steps thru the portal into a brilliant flash of colors. Camera cuts to a brightly lit room with Yoshimo being startled by the portal behind him coming to life. He moves

a few steps away from it placing a hand on the hilt of his weapon. A blast of smoke erupts from the portal. As the smoke fades away, the party appears very disoriented, and weak in the knees. As a pair sits to gather their senses, Yoshimo approaches them.

YOSHIMOSO, there is sanity in all of this madness. If you are not in league with the evil that dwells in this place, Yoshimo begs your assistance.

MINSCWe serve no evil mages, no sir! Boo looks upon you with suspicion, little man. How is it you come to be here? Never have I seen Boo's whiskers quiver so!

YOSHIMOI do not know how I came to be here... like you, I suspect. I have been trying to find my way out, but have been wounded in doing so.

JAHEIRAWell, what about telling us what you do recall, Yoshimo?

YOSHIMOI came to Athkatla a few years ago from Kara Tur to seek my fortune. My profession does not leave itself open to those not wary, yet somehow I was caught unaware. It is actually uh... embarrassing that I went to sleep in my room at the Copper Coronet, and awoke in a strange room here with a rather sore head. The commotion began (noting explosions sounding quite nearby), and I made it into the next room, where I was injured retreating to here.

BARLOWEDo you think we are in Athkatla?

YOSHIMOI am unsure. I may have been drugged when I was brought here. I could have been knocked unconscious... either way I do not know how long. If it was the former, we could be anywhere. If it was the latter, I don't think they could have taken me far without my awaking to take notice.

MINSC

Then, you too know how it feels to be set with a maze like a helpless hamster. We are comrades in peril! Boo asks what you propose we do next, little man.

IMOENAye, what aid do you need from us, Yoshimo?

YOSHIMOI shall be happy to lend my blade to your cause. In the room next to which we stand, there are four portals. A cackling fiend emerges from each one, and tries to kill me. I managed to fend them off to escape to this room. The way I traversed to get to that room has a great hall with pedestals along one wall. I crept along the opposite wall until chased by one of the intruders in black this way, and witnessed as he was blasted to shreds crossing the room. I noticed a keyhole on one of the pedestals before making it to the doorway from there.

BARLOWE(Looks over the group to Yoshimo) We'd be glad to have you join us, and see what fortune holds for us.

Imoen looks over the scrolls tucked within the book, and pulls one out to read it thoroughly. She garners the group’s attention.

IMOENWell, I have a spell here, which creates a deadly expanse of gas to kill most things within the area of effect. I could use the invisibility spell, sneak into the room, and cast this to wipe out what's there.

BARLOWEHow long would the effect last?

IMOENThe scroll appears to have the components crafted within it, and makes it hard to tell for how long.

JAHEIRAI may have a suggestion to help with that, Imoen. If you open the door when the creatures have fallen, I could use mystical essences to clean the air, and remove the effects of your crafting.

YOSHIMO

Does that make you, Druid, milady?

JAHEIRAYes, that does, Yoshimo.

Everyone prepares with all but Imoen getting out of sight of the doorway. Imoen casts the spell, and she shimmers in a puff of smoke into nothingness. The door opens revealing a winged creature (smoke mephit), which peaks into the room. As it floats through the doorway to look around, a dusty outline of Imoen’s boots is barely seen walking under the creature. As the mephit clears the door, it swings shut. Camera pulls back revealing the remaining party members, who attack the creature.

Camera cuts to other side of door, pans length of room revealing three other mephits each of a different disposition, (ice mephit, steam mephit, and fire mephit), and the four portals having bars arched over them like cages. The room has several tables scattered about the room with the table at the furthest point from Imoen having a body outstretched upon it. Imoen places the scroll on the floor allowing it to be readable by her, and unnoticed by the mephits flittering about the room circling away from her. As her voice is heard reading the incantation, the creatures stop their movement, and begin looking for her. The room before Imoen erupts in an orange-brown cloud bellowing into the creatures pushing them back, and killing them. As the creatures fall to the floor dead, the four portals begin glowing with energy, and in moments four more mephits appear one next to each portal. These new fiends quickly fall to their deaths. Imoen opens the door.

IMOENJaheira, quickly cast your spell, and let's destroy these portals.

Jaheira casts her spell clearing the room of the deadly haze, allowing Barlowe, Minsc, and Yoshimo to attack a separate portal each, and giving Imoen & Jaheira room to use their missile weapons on the remaining portal. The portals are destroyed without further incident, or injury. As the party gathers at the middle of the room, Jaheira notices the body upon the table, and inspects it further to her horror.

JAHEIRA

Kha... Khalid? Khalid! (hard pause) No... this.. this is an illusion... a dream... (sorrowful pause) a bad dream. (grabbing at the table; hesitant to touch the body) Where are the mirrors... the switches to pull to... to show where he is hidden... (uneasy pause; resting hands on edge of table leaning her weight upon them) Khalid. Damn... damn you. Damn you!! I will have the heart of who has done this! I will tear their blackened heart from their... (rage held pause to mixed emotions) I will... I... no.

BARLOWEThis... this is Khalid? What has happened to him?

JAHEIRAShut up! No more words! Words are nothing!!

YOSHIMOI knew him not, but I mourn for your loss.

JAHEIRA(shrew-like tone) Stranger! Nobody! I will not hear your words! Leave me! (Jaheira moves pass Yoshimo)

MINSCA brave man has fallen here, but that is no cause to hurl insults at the living. Here, Boo shall comfort you.

JAHEIRAImbecile! Affront to nature! What do you and your rodent know?! What can you know?!! No words! No more words!! Save your speeches, save your proverbs!! The only voice I wish to hear is... is gone!! No more!! No... no... Sil... Silvanus guide the light... (holding back tears) to the source. Take this man to what he justly deserves. By.. Nature’s will, what was given is returned, what was turmoil is now... is now peace. Khalid of my heart, let my love... my love guide the way. (solemn pause) We...we must hurry before we are noticed. We must get out of this... this grave, and seek the light above. Let us go.

BARLOWEThere may be a way to get him returned to life. Should we not try?

JAHEIRAHe... Khalid... is dead, and has been so for some time. Beyond a point there can be no raising, especially when the

body has been... has been desecrated! We live... (cutoff by Imoen)

IMOENJaheira... I want to say how sorry I am about Khalid. I... know this is hard.

JAHEIRANo, you do not know. This is not the time for this conversation, child.

IMOENSTOP calling me child. I'm as old as Barlowe, and besides, I can tell you that Khalid did not suffer.

JAHEIRAWhat are you babbling about, Imoen? I am not in the mood.

IMOENI'm not babbling! I saw 'him' do this! Khalid was dead when our captor started... doing those things to him. (anxious and fearful tone) He showed me. He'd cut, and show me. He forced my eyes open, and made me look as he... (cutoff by Jaheira)

JAHEIRAYou saw this? You watched as it was done? Stop, I don't want to hear this.

IMOENHe said I should see. So, I would understand, but I don't know what he wanted. He would cut, and say, "Do you see?" over and over again.

JAHEIRABe quiet, child! No more! (wraps her arms around Imoen) No more.

After Imoen and Jaheira shed a few tears, Barlowe approaches Jaheira.

BARLOWEJaheira, I think we should take him with us, and see if he can be restored to life at a temple.

JAHEIRA

(despondent tone) No, Barlowe. We shouldn't. We live in a time of miracles. Nature allows the rebirth of many that have passed beyond the veil, but there is a time when... when it is better to let go.

BARLOWEAll right. Whatever you say, though I think you are just giving up.

JAHEIRAYour opinion is of a fool that thinks magic and spells are the ultimate forces that shape our lives. You will learn that some... some things are unalterable. Nature is a cycle of birth and... death. Interrupting that cycle isn't... (frustrated tone) natural! (deep sigh) There's no time for this. I will mourn, but we must still rescue ourselves.

BARLOWEAs you wish, though we are obviously of different minds on this. Let us go.

JAHEIRAThat is the way of things. There will be... there will be payment for this crime, and I shall not rest until it is collected.

Yoshimo leads the party to the door he originally stepped through to enter the room of portals. Camera sweeps over the group into the hallway, and approaches a confrontation. A woman dressed in Elvin clothing brandishing a long sword is viciously attacking a man in black clothing similar to the bodies seen on the lower level. After an exchange of blows, the woman drives her sword deep into the chest of her opponent, and snatches up his weapon.

ELLISIME-CLONE(Challenging the party) Ah! Thou hast come once again to prey upon me, my 'Master'?

YOSHIMOWe have done nothing to you, lady. We have only just come upon you.

BARLOWEHow about starting with who you are, and what you are doing here?

ELLISIME-CLONEThou hast created me in HER image, but I am not HER! Thou knowest who I am, foul one! (pointing sword at Barlowe) Or dost thou now mistake me for HER?! You created me, fool! And killed and created and killed and created! NOW, I shall put an end to thee!

Barlowe and Yoshimo engage her trying to restrain her. After a few shoves and parries, the clone cartwheels back away from Barlowe and Yoshimo. When she regains her feet a distance from them, she begins to cast a spell. Yoshimo hurls his wakizashi into her throat spoiling the spell, and her life. The party approaches the body forming a semi-circle before it.

IMOENShe... this thing was a clone, a copy of another person? It sounded like see has watched a great many tragedies performed by 'his' hands. I can't look away, Barlowe. I have seen death in our scuffles before, but here I did nothing. Just watched her die. Death is (pause) pretty. (puts her hands to the sides of her head) Why would I think that? Oh, Barlowe, I've got to get out of this place.

BARLOWECalm down, Immy, you're amongst friends.

IMOENYou know we won't be able to just walk away. He knows about you. He said something about potential; something about great power. Barlowe, say we won't look back. I don't care if he can 'tap the power' or access whatever avatar stuff. We've gotta get away from all this death.

BARLOWEIf he's uncovered something I can use, perhaps I will 'encourage' him to reveal it.

IMOENLet it go, please? Above all else, he's proven himself a vile bastard that's hurt us both. Come on, I gotta get away from all this death.

Camera leads down the hallway to a door, and cuts to looking at an expanse from one door to another over a series of large pipes, which releases spurts of steam. Yoshimo opens the door at left side of the view, and begins scouting the

rope bridge for traps. He reaches the mid-point of the bridge tripping a trap, and back rolls away from the fiery tower of steam.

MINSC(helping Yoshimo to his feet) Too close for comfort, little man. Boo says it wouldn't hurt to go just a little slower next time.

YOSHIMO(grunting laugh) Well, my large friend, it seems I should heed your ‘friend's’ advice in the future.

The group continues across the bridge, and open the door. Camera pans over the group, and into a great hall with two duergar standing a few paces apart. We witness a group of assassins rush into the room, and advance on the dark dwarves. As they reach particular areas of the great floor the statues emit powerful charges incinerating them. Bolts from the dwarves beset those who avoid the explosive conflagrations upon. The party surveys the carnage.

BARLOWEHey, Minsc. Have you heard of the discus?

MINSCHmmm, no, I have not, my friend. (leans his head to one side) Yet, Boo says it sounds like a game of some kind.

BARLOWE(soft chuckle) Well, it is sort of, but I've got an idea. (pulls out a buckler)

Camera pans away from the party towards the corridor where the assassins entered, and keeps a clear view of Minsc as he steps into view of the dwarves. Minsc kneels hurling the buckler hitting the first duergar squarely in the chest knocking him through the air landing on his back. A discharge from the nearby statue kills the dwarf before he could regain his feet while the buckler lands elsewhere receiving similar damage causing shrapnel to tumble the remaining duergar to his death.

MINSCRARGH!! What a righteous sport you have taught us, Barlowe!

Imoen moves to the nearest statue, and finds one of the gem keys matches the lock at its base. She gathers two wands as the rest move towards the nearby corridor. Shouting is heard echoing down the hall.

ULVARYLAh, excellent. I see I am to be provided fresh BLOOD, for once!

ASSASSINWe seek Irenicus, wench!! Give us the upstart, and you shall survive!

ULVARYLAlready am I dead, thief!

ASSASSINEnough! Kill this creature, and raze the guild. Irenicus shall learn of what it is to betray the Shadow Thieves!

YOSHIMOAt least, we are still in Amn. It's just a matter...

The echoes of spells, steel, and blood wrenching screams thunder thru the hallway to the party as they stare motionless. When the shrieks of horror fade, the echoes of battle at another level of this complex are all that can be heard.

IMOENUhm... Yoshimo, you wouldn't happen to know anything about undead creatures. Would you?

A sizeable cloud of smoke waifs up the corridor passing over the party's heads, and moves towards the darker halls behind them.

YOSHIMOWell, with that unseemly cloud, I say we best be moving that way. Most undead creatures fear sunlight.

Camera pulls back as the party heads down the corridor until the last person rounds the corner. Camera cuts to the desecrated, bloodied remains of Shadow Thieves & mages, and follows at ground level through the carnage. Camera stops once clear of the bodies, and pans to view a staircase leading upward. The party assails the staircase. Camera

cuts to the top of the staircase emerging into a grand entrance corridor of an apparent coliseum. Very close by screams can be heard, and the words of a spell snatches Barlowe's memory. Scene fades out to the clearing where Sarevok killed Gorion replaying the devastation of flame from Gorion's hands, and fades back to worry on Barlowe’s face.

BARLOWERUN!! Quickly! This way!

The party begins a mad dash to the welcome glare of daylight. Camera cuts to bird's eye view of the party clearing the archway. A massive explosion collapses the passage behind them knocking all nearby to the ground. As the dust clears, everyone regains their feet to find the battle is still going strong.

IRENICUSYou dare attack me here?! (exchanges some skilled staff swings against a Shadow Thief, and with a quick motion turns him to stone) Do you even know whom you face?! (another assailant engages him, who is quickly disarmed, hurled through the stone figure destroying it, and has a chromatic orb pitched into his face killing him) You will suffer. (the remaining Shadow Thief charges him to only be grabbed at his sword hand, and about his forehead) You will ALL suffer! (Irenicus sends thunderous bolts of lightning through his victim, and drops the charred body to the ground)

IRENICUS(takes a deep clearing breath) So godchild, you have escaped with... friends. You are more resourceful than I had thought.

IMOENYou're not going to torture us any longer.

IRENICUSTorture? (mocking grin) Silly girl, you just don't understand what I'm doing. Do you?

IMOEN(angered) I don't care what you're doing. Let us go!

IRENICUS

(stern tone) I won't let you leave, not when I'm so close to unlocking your power. (motions towards Imoen and Barlowe with both hands)

IMOENWe don't want from nor plan to give anything to you. (discharges several magical orbs at Irenicus striking him squarely)

IRENICUSEnough, I will no longer listen to the babbling of ignorant children. (hurls a large orb at Imoen enveloping her in flame and causing her to stumble back a step)

Five mystical rings appear becoming portals thru each a Cowled figure steps. One is next to Imoen, and four surrounding Irenicus at a distance.

COWLED WIZARD 1(commanding tone) This is an unsanctioned use of magical energy!

COWLED WIZARD 2All involved will be held! This disturbance is over!

IRENICUSMust I be interrupted at every turn! Enough of this!

Irenicus casts a series of spells as the five wizards surrounding him begin casting theirs. The wizards near are disintegrated in a different manner for each in fire, lightening, ice, and stone. Three more wizards emerge from portals.

COWLED WIZARD 6This mage's power is immense. We must overcome him quickly.

IRENICUSEnough! I haven't the time for this.

COWLED WIZARD 1You will cease your spell casting, and come with us!

IRENICUSYour pathetic magics are useless. Let this end.

COWLED WIZARD 7

Even if we fall, our numbers are many. You will be overwhelmed.

IRENICUSYou 'bore' me mageling. You may take me in, but you WILL take the girl as well.

IMOENWhat? No! I've done nothing wrong!

COWLED WIZARD 1You have been involved in illegal use of magic. You will come with us.

IMOENI'm not going with him! I'm not! Help me! Please!

Before Barlowe, Jaheira, Minsc, or Yoshimo can raise a hand, the entourage disappears through the mystical portals. As the shock of what has happened before their eyes waifs away, Amnish soldiers quarter off the rubble, and one motions for the party to come over to his position.

MINSCNo, this cannot be. The murderer of Dynaheir flees from righteous butt-kicking vengeance! And he takes Imoen with him, too! Something must be done, Barlowe! We must find this evil wizard!

JAHEIRAI find it odd that this Irenicus would leave of his own volition. And why take Imoen, when it is Barlowe of whom he is so obviously interested in? Perhaps he expects us to give chase? We must step carefully, then. We know little about him... who he was fighting, who took him or even where we are.

MINSCNo! We must go quickly, and save our friend, Imoen! The wizard may be leering over her evilly even now!

YOSHIMOThe druid is right my large friend. The wizard obviously had great power, and I doubt we have seen the last of him. It looks as though we may be in Athkatla. This soldier can answer that for us, and perhaps we should see if allies could be found here.

The party clears the rubble of the platform, and arrives to the soldier who waved them over.

AMNISH SOLDIERI don't want any trouble from you, here. I saw you enter with those folk... just a good thing for you that only the girl used magic; otherwise you'd all be in prison.

BARLOWEI need to find that girl you mention... who were the men that took them away.

AMNISH SOLDIERHuh? You must be new to Athkatla. Those were the Cowled Wizards. Spell casting without proper authority is illegal in Athkatla, and makes your friend a criminal. The Cowled Wizards keep mages in ordered routine, or imprisoned.

BARLOWEWhere would they take such people, then?

AMNISH SOLDIERShe wouldn't have been brought to the city's prison. We don't have the facilities to keep such powerful deviants. The Cowled Wizards, on the other hand, do. Where they would keep magic-using prisoners, I don't know. No one does, and I doubt they would tell you.

YOSHIMOUhm, thank you, then.

AMNISH SOLDIERVery well, and all of you stay out of trouble.

The party moves away from the soldiers, and begin to ponder the next move.

YOSHIMOWell, since we are still in Athkatla, this is Waukeen's Promenade. I've never been in here before. Ahh, the city bounds with the teaming people, and their accumulated wealth. Yes?

BARLOWEYes. With that being the case, elaborate more for us regarding this town.

YOSHIMOAs were those dying man's words, the Shadow Thieves do not bode well for betrayal, and have strict policies regarding non-members. We best make for the Copper Coronet unless you know of someone here to make contact with, and await for one of their lieutenants to contact me there.

Camera pulls back as the party concurs on that plan, and pans over the crowd as the town crier can be heard.

TOWN CRIERHear ye! Hear ye! By order of the Cowled Wizards, the circus main tent is closed until further notice! Hear ye! Hear ye!

Camera sweeps further back giving a grand view of Waukeen's Promenade, and over its walls to reveal the expanse of Athkatla with grand towers of the temple and government districts spiking into the skyline. The docks peak in from the western side with hues of orange and brown. The graveyard district draws your attention to the east with the gloom of grey. The overall light of day harkens it is late afternoon with shadows stretching eastward. The camera sweeps down outside of the promenade into its shadows, and the slums of Athkatla.

Scene fades to black, and gives way to the sounds of footsteps echoing through a hall. Scene fades into an enclosed hall with two glowing orbs containing Imoen and Irenicus in each. Four Cowled Wizards stand around them as two more approach them.

COWLED WIZARD 1These are the prisoners from the disturbance at Waukeen's Promenade.

COWLED ENFORCER 1What is known?

COWLED WIZARD 6Naught, but their names. The mage is Jon Irenicus. The girl is Imoen.

IMOENI didn't do anything. He did it all. I had... (cutoff by Irenicus)

IRENICUSSilence, child. Allow the fool to make his judgment.

COWLED ENFORCER 2Why was this man not gagged? Did he not slay four of you?

COWLED WIZARD 1We dared not approach.

COWLED WIZARD 6Regardless, in the end, he came willingly.

COWLED WIZARD 1What should be done with them, sir?

COWLED ENFORCER 1They are deviants. Let them rot in Spellhold.

The four Cowled Wizards begin casting spells. Two remove the spheres containing Imoen and Irenicus, while the other two open portals to Spellhold. The six disappear through the portals. Camera cuts to the roadway headed through the slums towards the towers, which can be seen over the housing of this area. A man dressed fancily for the area approaches the party, and points at Barlowe.

GAELAN BAYLECoo! You'd be the one I be looking for, if I not be mistaken. Barlowe be yer name, aye?

BARLOWEWell, I'm afraid you're mistaken.

GAELAN BAYLE(gives a cagey look) That so? I was thinkin' me sources of information infallible. (cracks a little smile) Well, I suppose ye won't be wantin' any information on the young woman arrested by the Cowled Wizards when ye first came to Athkatla, aye?

BARLOWEYou're speaking of Imoen! What do you know of her?

GAELAN BAYLEAha! SO, I do have you correctly. Coo! An' here I thought I be talking to a complete stranger. Wiping me brow, I am.

Heh. Now, Imoen, aye... that be her name. Young lass made the misfortune of castin' a spell or two in a city that frowns on such biznuss. Bad timin', it was. You be thinkin' ye wants to find her, then?

BARLOWEI 'be thinkin', we are complete strangers, and rather know who I'm dealing with, first.

GAELAN BAYLEWell, bless me for bein' an idiot if I haven't gone and forgotten me manners. My name be Gaelan Bayle. Ye needn't stretch your brain thinkin'. I be sure it's a name ye haven't heard.

YOSHIMOI've heard of him, Barlowe... at least a little. He is a man with many connections amongst the underworld in this city. A man of his word, too, as far as that is worth.

GAELAN BAYLEAye. Yet, you, Barlowe, be a different matter. You be renown enough that someone might be willin' to find this Imoen for ye. Either way, she and the wizard went to the same place.

JAHEIRAHow do you know all of this?

GAELAN BAYLECoo! I knows very little me self. I can, however, link ye up with a group that knows, or can be findin' out. But, this be not the best place to hold such a dialogue. I be having a place that would suit far better. It be just a short walk from here. Why don't I take you there right now? Unless you have some reason for not wanting to come along?

BARLOWEHow do I know that this isn't some kind of trap?

GAELAN BAYLEHah! Me lord, I have no interest in settin' up a trap. It be more profitable to serve. I will speak no more here... come with me, and you can decide whether to enter me house.

Camera fades to overhead view of Gaelan's porch as the group approaches it. Gaelan addresses the group.

GAELAN BAYLECoo! I see that ye were able to keep up with me, mi Lord. I was afraid I'd lost ye there, heh.. This be my nephew, Brus. He'll be your guide until you don't need him further.

BARLOWEI find where I need to be just fine. Have you something to say to me or not?

GAELAN BAYLEAye, I'll be doing that quick as ye blink. Let's step inside away from pryin' ears.

GAELAN BAYLE(standing in foyer) I tell ye straight that I know a powerful group that can be helping ye. They can be findin' the wizard and the young woman both, they can. But, they can be doing far better than the tellin', my friend. They can also affect the rescue of your lass, or the capture of the mage, to boot.

BARLOWEWhat organization would this be to provide such assistance?

GAELAN BAYLEThis I cannot tell ye, now. Rest ye fine that they be willin' to help... and havin' enough power to challenge the Cowled Wizards. That all ye be needin' to know for now.

BARLOWEI see. And, how much might such assistance cost me?

GAELAN BAYLEIt may seem to be costly, but think of the danger in crossin' the Cowled Wizards. A fair price, if ye think about it. It be 20,000 gold pieces for their help.

BARLOWE20,000 gold pieces?! That's an outrageous sum!!

GAELAN BAYLEOutrageous, is it? 'Tis a lot, but ye ask me friends to go against the wishes of th' Cowled Wizards. I told ye it not be a thing done lightly.

BARLOWE

Is there no way to lower the cost?

GAELAN BAYLENone. It be 20,000 gold pieces, or me friends canna' be helping ye.

BARLOWEIt's too much to ask when I don't even know who will be getting it.

GAELAN BAYLEYou might think so, but the offer is good whether you act on it now, or not. You will come to see the reasonable nature of it. I'm sure.

YOSHIMOHe may be right, Barlowe. It would take someone of power to find good information on the Cowled Wizards. This may be your only opportunity to find Imoen.

GAELAN BAYLESpend not a coin now, then. Seek your fortune about the town, but remember that here is where your help is. Strangers are not always to be feared. You should try Renal Bloodscalp for some employment. He's 'round the docks in the Shadow guild building. Tell them I sent you. Else opportunities visit the Copper Coronet regularly.

BARLOWEVery well, I'll bring the money when I can.

GAELAN BAYLEAye, I'll wait for it. Fare ye well, then... an' give me greetings to Lehtinan if ye happens by 'im.

The party steps out to the front porch where Brus is waiting for them. Jaheira, Minsc, and Yoshimo speak with the boy briefly while Barlowe is at a distance staring off to the horizon. Jaheira approaches Barlowe.

JAHEIRASo, where to now, fearless leader?

BARLOWE(distant tone) Hmmm, oh, I don't rightly know. I'm taking suggestions.

JAHEIRAI would suggest you get moving, and decide on a plan. And, never again say something like 'don't rightly know". You sound like you were dropped as a child... or kicked. (uneasy pause) I'm... I'm sorry, Barlowe. I do not wish to cause undue strain in our party. I am merely a bit stressed, and no doubt you are as well.

BARLOWEPerhaps, but I will try to be pleasant if you will.

JAHEIRAAgreed, though we have all suffered much, and the mood may change. I will try to be civil by your side.

BARLOWEYoshimo, what do you know about Renal Bloodscalp?

YOSHIMOWell, I mentioned earlier regarding the Shadow Thieves policies regarding non-members. I have been given warning if I am to be in this city, I must report to Renal Bloodscalp for a penance to permit me to operate here. So, I will eventually have to see him anyway.

BARLOWEVery well, then, we'll check in at the Copper Coronet with the gold we garnered from Irenicus's dungeon, and see Renal in the morning.

Camera cuts to INT of Copper Coronet, pans across the patrons, and reveals a warrior-priest tending his equipment. The voice of one woman can be heard screaming for her husband to come out, while a red headed woman is seen talking to different mercenary groups at their tables to help with troubles at her keep. The party enters the building at the door closest to the bartender.

BERNARDWell, if I'm not older than the day is long, how are ye Miss Jaheira? Care for a drink, milady?

JAHEIRA(blushes) No, thank you, Bernard. I am fairing... well all things considered.

BARLOWE

We'd like to get rooms for the night. Bernard, is it?

BERNARDAye, that it is. Why, greetings Yoshimo, our Kara Turan visitor. (makes appropriate gesture)

YOSHIMO(returns gesture) Greetings, Bernard. Do you have additional rooms next to mine?

Bernard and Barlowe have an exchange of gold pieces, and camera fades out. Camera cuts to view looking down on Barlowe resting in a bed. His eyes are moving rapidly under the lids. Imoen's voice can be heard, and the scene dissolves to the courtyard of Candlekeep.

IMOENA dream. A dream of many things, of friends and family. These things always mean something... (Barlowe is standing before Imoen next to what were the water spray fountains where the Chanters recited the prophecies of Alaundo) Don't they?

Imoen motions for Barlowe to walk with her. They reach the doors of the great library.

IMOENDo you remember these doors? I remember... (she places her hand to the side of her head) I think... (Imoen resumes walking and Barlowe follows) Yes, this was home for so long, but it is too late to go back. They wouldn't have you now. They wouldn't have me. Had no use...

IMOENSomeone else does. He wants something. I... I don't know why. Those in the cowls don't even know. Why don't I know? (they reach the archway entrance to the library finding Gorion, Elminster, and Ulraunt standing there) They were the guidance, and there was much more to learn, but it is too late now. They are so far away... You are far away... Too far away to help... Why? Memories should stay... but he digs deeper... pushes everything aside... I don't remember any of you. (Gorion, Elminster, and Ulraunt fade away like dust in the wind)

Imoen begins to walk again, but acts like everything around here is unrecognizable. Barlowe follows her until suddenly

their location changes to the antechamber of the Temple of Bhaal beneath Baldur's Gate, and both are halted at the presence of Sarevok standing as he was before his death.

IMOENDo you remember Sarevok? Or any other? I... I don't know... They sought your death, and mine. They seemed so important at the time, but I.. I don't remember them at all. Something else is... Something else is more dangerous... Closer... I can feel it... (Sarevok falls to his knees as though struck thru his heart, and falls to the ground to fade as a cloud of dust; Imoen looks panicked at Barlowe) Do you remember me? I... I can almost see... I wanted to, but I... too late. You will come too late...

Imoen freezes, and becomes a statue of stone. The entire room transforms into a desolate desert. A shadow forms in the distance, and walks into clear view as Irenicus. Irenicus gestures towards Imoen with almost a laugh.

IRENICUSShe resists. She clings to her old life as though it actually matters. She will learn.

BARLOWEWhat is this place? What is this all about?

IRENICUSIt is a portrait of what has happened, and what may happen. Do you cling to the past, or can you see through the pain? You feel the potential within, don't you? Will you cringe from what you know you want? What you can take as your own? You know what you want. It is you, after all, which has brought us to the dream. (Irenicus moves away from Imoen; waves his hand transforming the scenery to being upon the branches of a great tree) Nothing is real. Yet.

Camera cuts to EXT daytime overlooking the Docks District from the ocean, sweeps in showing lots of activities about the dock areas, and swings over to the entrance meeting the party as they arrive. Yoshimo points out the guildhall of Renal Bloodscalp. As the party makes their way to it, a man dressed in a black monk's robe approaches them pointing at Yoshimo.

CLERIC OF CYRIC

YOU! Bow, worm, and pray that Cyric allows you to become one of His holy worshippers! Cast aside whatever false god you pray to, and embrace the Prince of Lies in all His majesty!

YOSHIMOWhat if we are already one of the faithful? You preach to the choir, my dark friend.

CLERIC OF CYRICReally?

BARLOWE & YOSHIMOReally. Really.

CLERIC OF CYRICOh? Well, all right then. (walks off)

JAHEIRAI presume your efforts were to avoid a fight, but that wasn't very funny.

BARLOWESo, what's wrong with a little fun at a god I hate anyway instead of splattering a cleric's blood so soon after breakfast? Besides, I think Yoshimo was very quick thinking. Don't you?

YOSHIMOI thank you for your praise, Barlowe. Let us not delay seeing Renal Bloodscalp any further.

Party approaches the entrance to the guild, and are ushered in. Camera cuts to INT of the second floor of the guildhall with the party emerging from a staircase move down a corridor with cubicles on either side to a sharp corner. The party rounds the corner to meet Renal Bloodscalp and two of his lieutenants.

RENAL BLOODSCALPMy, my, if it isn't the freelancer, Yoshimo, come to see me at last. I had nearly thought the streets had opened up, and swallowed you whole, dear lad.

YOSHIMO

I am so pleased that you gave any thought at all to my well being, sire. It is always good to be remembered by one's peers.

RENAL BLOODSCALPWell now, that would imply that you were one of my peers, as opposed to a rag-tag independent infringing on our territory. You are just too much, Yoshi.

YOSHIMOYoshimo, if you please, sire. Where I come from, such a pet name is only used by... well, let us say that you and I have not become so familiar just yet, hm?

RENAL BLOODSCALPYes. Point taken. Have you finally come to pay your debt for your recent activities, or are we to simply trade barbs until I am forced to do something hideous?

YOSHIMOI have come as you have commanded, sire. You have a task for me?

RENAL BLOODSCALPI thought I did, but it appears you have done something better. Your traveling companion is of interest, and you have brought him before me. My thanks.

YOSHIMOYou... will not endanger him, sire? It would be a poor treatment of my honor if my companion was brought to danger because of my debt.

RENAL BLOODSCALPNo, no, no. Nothing like that I assure you. Now, let me speak to your companion for a moment. You'll excuse me if I stare, as you're not quite what I was expecting. From all I have been told, I was expecting someone... larger.

BARLOWEWhat exactly have you been told of me?

RENAL BLOODSCALPOh, I've been told many tales of your exploits. Some bits of your activities further north have made it here as well as your rumblings here in Athkatla. You must understand, naturally, that an organization like mine thrives on

information above all else. He who is ignorant quickly becomes a target, and all that.

BARLOWEWho exactly are you? You are the leader of the Shadow Thieves, I presume?

RENAL BLOODSCALPMy name is Renal as I'm sure you've been told. Renal 'Bloodscalp'... a little nickname I've earned over time. Rather grisly, but it keeps the fearful in line. As an aside, I am not THE leader of the Shadow thieves as you perhaps mean, but I lead enough that it makes no difference to you. But, this is irrelevant.

BARLOWEI see. What is it, then, that you wish from me?

RENAL BLOODSCALPRight to the point, eh? Refreshing. I am sick of underlings who shift from foot to foot. I find a bit of directness to be a nice change. To be short, Gaelan recommended you, and I trust his word. I am in need of mercenaries to perform a particular task, and you are just the one to do it.

BARLOWEWhat kind of payment would I be looking at for this task?

RENAL BLOODSCALPAh yes, we all arrive at this point eventually. What's in it for you? Well, since this is a rather delicate mission, I have a rather unusual offer for you. I have been looking for someone of your particular talents and abilities. You have a reputation, and I wish to see if it holds true. If it does, and Mae'Var proves to be guilty... and of that I have little doubt... then you will have proven yourself to me fully. At that point, I would offer you the position, which poor Mae'Var would be forced to vacate. How about it, Barlowe? Interested in running your own guild house?

BARLOWEI would like to know more details about this task before I agree to anything.

RENAL BLOODSCALP

Yes, yes, the details. How shall I put this? A rather ambitious fellow being Mae’Var runs one of my guild houses to the south. Good thief, but I never liked him. (pause) Now I know why. I've had some hints the he is getting too big for himself. Thinking of taking my place, I suspect, but I've no real evidence to say that this is so. Now, you're likely thinking: why not just eliminate him? Yes, yes, I suppose I could.

JAHEIRADo not make me laugh, thief master. You sound as though you're trying to play with us like pets.

RENAL BLOODSCALP(gives Jaheira a crossed look) So... where was I? Ah yes, without proof of betrayal, this would anger the other guild masters, and then I'd have a war on my hands, and suffice it to say I really don't want that.

JAHEIRAYou mean the guild war we've heard whispered about in the streets isn't amongst your fellow guild masters.

RENAL BLOODSCALPLet it lie that it's not an internal thing happening, and more reason for you to stay with Barlowe and Yoshimo. Don't want a cute morsel like yourself bent over, and caught in the middle of that. Hmmm? (pause) Now, your part in this, Barlowe. I would like you to go to Mae’Var, and join his guild. I will give you papers saying the Shadow Master was transferring you. You will spy on Mae'Var from the inside, and find me the evidence that I need. Once he is damned with proof, you can take care of this nuisance, and eliminate Mae'Var. One less headache for a busy man such as myself to be concerned with. You'll need to reassure Mae’Var, naturally. He won't know who you are, but I am confident that you are more than capable of this. What say you? Interested?

BARLOWEMmm... Very interesting. I agree to do as you ask.

RENAL BLOODSCALPExcellent. I knew this would work out for the best. You remind me a bit of myself when I first arrived here. In case you are wondering, Yoshimo, this will ease your

'freelance' activity debts. So long as you help Barlowe, they will be overlooked... for now.

YOSHIMOYou are too good to me, sire.

RENAL BLOODSCALPThe first part that needs to be taken care of, naturally, is finding the evidence on Mae'Var. Here are the papers you need to present to Mae’Var’s men to gain access for you and your entourage. I'm sure I don't have to tell you to be careful. Do I? (pause) No, I didn't think so. Just head to the storefront in the central docks area, and speak to the storekeeper, Gorch. Show the papers to him, and he'll let you in the guild house proper. Work for Mae’Var as long as it takes to collect your evidence, and bring whatever you can find to me. I'll be waiting to receive it most eagerly. (The party moves towards the staircase)

MINSCWe do the bidding of thieves, now? Ehhh, this churns my belly like a hamster running endlessly within a wheel. This can't be a good sign, Barlowe.

YOSHIMO(pats Minsc on back) This is an excellent opportunity, Barlowe... for us all. Remember, though, that you must act as a loyal guild member at all times, or our cover will be destroyed.

Scene fades to black. Camera cuts to a grand foyer with two robed figures, who approach each other as if a routine check point.

SPELLHOLD GUARD 1The girl they brought in, she's a cut one, isn't she.

SPELLHOLD GUARD 2(chuckle) I do believe I'll have to practice some enchantment spells on that one. (they start to laugh when a muffled sound is heard)

SPELLHOLD GUARD 1Hold... what was that sound?

An explosion is heard distinctly from beneath their feet. As a second one rocks the building, a third figure comes running into the foyer.

SPELLHOLD LIEUTENANTYou two!! The new prisoner, he's escaped!!

SPELLHOLD GUARD 2What!! How? Where is he?

SPELLHOLD LIEUTENANTHe's in the lower... (a column of mystical energy climbs from the floor) Gods, no! He comes! He's here!!

The three begin casting protective spells as Irenicus advances.

IRENICUSI cannot be cage. (plunges his electrically charged hand into the throat of the lieutenant, and raises him off his feet snapping his neck) I cannot be controlled. (drops the body to the floor, and casts a spell at guard 1, who grasps his chest as if having a heart attack slowly dropping to the floor) Understand this as you die, (in a burst of speed, Irenicus runs to the remaining guard, grabbing him about the face, and begins incinerating him within his hands) ever pathetic, ever fools.

Irenicus brushes his hands off at the remains at his feet. He turns from the ash, and walks to the hallway stemming from this room. The camera follows him as he peers into the cells. Wanev pops out from the corner ahead, and casts a spell at Irenicus. It appears to have no effect. Irenicus goes thru a series of motions, which resemble a spear kata, and hurls a mass of energy at Wanev plastering him to the wall.

IMOEN(echoing up the hallway) Barlowe?!

Irenicus continues undaunted to Imoen's cell, and opens the door.

IRENICUSHello, little one. You and I have a great deal to do.

IMOEN

Wh-what are you planning?

IRENICUSNot to worry, nothing worse than what I shall do to your friend.

Camera cuts to EXT of Mae'Var's storefront. Camera zooms in on the storefront window, and passes into the shop to observe Gorch working along one of the wall length shelves, cleaning, and moving items about on it. The party enters the door, and approach Gorch.

GORCHAha... do come in, come in. Take a look around, if you wish. I am Gorch, the humble proprietor of this modest establishment.

BARLOWEI am not here to buy anything. We are here to see Mae'Var.

GORCHAh, well then, you have something written for me, hm? (Barlowe hands the paperwork to Gorch) Hm, yes, um-hmmmn... yes. Everything appears to be in order. You can see Mae’Var... through the door in the back. So nice to meet you, my good friend.

The party moves past Gorch towards the back of the shop. Camera cuts to a room with a set of bookshelves, and a fireplace with a man looking about shuffling bottles. He is startled as the party enters the room.

GORVINAch, what is it? Is there a fire? What's the trouble?

BARLOWEWe're looking for Mae'Var.

GORVINWell, he went that way (pointing to the staircase) to the cellar, he has. Workin' on poor old Lin, he is. Mighty shame, that. Hmm. Gotta be a bottle 'round he somewheres.

BARLOWEMight I ask who you are?

GORVIN

Me? Name's Gorvin. I don't suppose you have a bottle o' rotgut stored away in there, somewhere. Do you? Ahhh, I suppose not. Who are y'all, anyway?

BARLOWEI'm Barlowe. This is Jaheira, Minsc, Viconia, and Yoshimo. We've been transferred here, today.

GORVINTransferred, eh? Well, that was bloody quick, Lin not even bein' cold or nothin'. Ah, well, good t'meet y'all. (party acknowledges him back, and head down the staircase) Terrible thing, losin' your memory. My medicine's gotta be here. I just had it, I'm sure.

Camera cuts to the cellar floor, and reveals the stacked creates, and tables, which line most of the walls here, except one area. Barlowe and Yoshimo check the wall finding it is a false panel. It opens unleashing the sounds of a man screaming to the strikes of a whip. An exchange of words, whip cracks, and screams continue as the party walks between cage areas with beaten and battered men in them. One of Mae'Var's lieutenants notices the group approach the utensil table blocking them from Mae'Var. The lieutenant touches Mae'Var's shoulder bringing the party to his attention.

MAE'VARHello there. I certainly hope you've got a good, damned reason to be bothering me. As you can see, (motions towards Lin who's motionless) I'm quite busy. (looks over Lin) Awh, poor Lin has passed out. Well, now, I've a few minutes to spare. Who are you, and why shouldn't I kill you?

BARLOWEI am with the Shadow Thieves, and transferred here by the Shadow Master. You wouldn't harm your own kin. Would you?

MAE'VARAsk my cousin here. He relied on sentiment, and thought it would get him out of stealing from guild coffers. Perhaps, but not before he's learned about crossing his betters. Let me guess. Perhaps you'd suggest a kinder, gentler punishment for my 'kin'? Or maybe I should introduce you to the rack instead, so we might determine your true kinship. (leery pause) Or perhaps not. Scare you did I? Fear will keep you honest. You don't want to end up like Lin here,

with me having to test your honesty. Difficult to do with certainty.

BARLOWEBetter that he die an honest man than live as a liar, and endanger us all.

MAE'VAROooh, such thoughts are akin to mine, but I will hold you no closer knowing you are as cold as I. Instead, a simple quest to test your worth, and pad our coffers. (laughing sneer) I suppose I should make the task something you wouldn't balk at completely. How about a little petty larceny amidst the stuffed robes over at the Talos temple? I require... the amulet worn by the Weather mistress. Yes, it looked lovely on her, and I've a beautiful sheltie-spaniel cross that it will adorn just as nicely. (observes party's mixed responses) You need not kill her to get it. She likely removes it in the night when she sleeps. As pleasing as it is, even it would leave a welt the size of a melon if slept upon. Now, get moving! I've told you the mark. You do the rest. Pick it from her in her sleep if you must, but do not bother me again without the goods. (the party returns from whence they came)

YOSHIMOStealing into the temple of the Storm God is unlikely to earn you the gratitude of the Talassan priesthood, Barlowe. Best we proceed carefully with this endeavor.

Camera cuts to EXT of the Docks District, and sweeps thru the town to the edge of the Government District. The sounds of a mob can be heard brewing in discontent.

CLERIC OF BESHABALook ye all upon this foul drow that we have bound before ye! A creature of evil and darkness, my brethren! A creature of foulness and deceit, bent only on our destruction. This creature has foolishly come amongst us, my brethren, thinking that we would be lax in our senses! Tell me what should be done with it!

COMMONER 1Burn it!

NOBLEWOMANBurn her!!

COMMONER 2Burn the drow!!

FANATIC OF BESHABA 1Aye, burn the elf! Her dark and fiendish kin rose up from their underground homes, and killed my father and brother! They are all evil, I tell you! All of them!

CLERIC OF BESHABAThen, the drow shall burn! Gather 'round my brethren, and witness the will of Beshaba triumph over foul evil!

VICONIAYou rivvin are mad! I have done nothing to any of you! I seek only to make my way without molestation! (looking at the cleric) Why have you done this?! Why?!

FANATIC OF BESHABA 2Done nothing?! You are a drow elf, are you not?! That is as good a reason as any!

CLERIC OF BESHABAYe shall be silent, evil one! The power of the Maid of Misrule will be demonstrated here today!

NOBLEMANAye! Burn her now!

VICONIANo! NAU! OLOTH PLYNN D'JAL!!

BARLOWEThat voice sounds familiar.

CLERIC OF BESHABASpout your evil speech if ye must, drow, but prepare yourself for your journey into the next world! Beg for forgiveness, beg for salvation! Hope that the cleansing fire will save ye!!

VICONIAShar! My deliverance is in your hands! ... wait... I recognize you! Barlowe! It is I! Viconia DeVir! You must remember! My life depends on it! Please, Barlowe, I beg of you! Save me from these madmen!!

JAHEIRAI have no love for Drow, nor this Drow in particular... but it seems that she has done nothing to deserve this fate other than simply be a Drow. This is not justice.

The cleric steps forth with a torch to set Viconia's pyre aflame. Barlowe draws an arrow, and shoots the torch from the cleric's hand. The crowd, which had been chanting burn her is now in, stunned silence.

BARLOWEMisrule doesn't need torch nor rope to demonstrate her power. Just addle-brained, pompous jackasses do. (fires a second arrow cutting into Viconia's bonds)

Viconia removes herself from the loosened bonds, and the cleric & his two fanatics scramble for their weapons.

VICONIAPraise the goddess, Shar! My thanks for your timely intervention, but there appears more to do.

Viconia casts a spell summoning a flaming sword. The cleric and his fanatics return armed trying to rally the screaming, scattering crowd behind them.

CLERIC OF BESHABAWhat are ye doing?! Why have ye interfered with the judgment of Beshaba?! Her will must be shown to the people!

FANATIC OF BESHABA 1Allies of the foul creature! Allies of the drow!!

CLERIC OF BESHABAThis can never be allowed!! The drow dies, and all who dare interfere!!

The crowd hastens their departure as the two groups engage. The trio of followers for Beshaba is quickly brought to their deaths.

VICONIAI owe you my life, abbil... you have saved me once again. I did nothing to provoke their attack, I tell you. I was passing through the city when the man guessed my identity under my hood. I was surprised when he called out to the others, revealing me. I suppose they assumed I was here to

spy on them... fools! They are so quick to fear, these rivvin. But, come... we must be on our way soon if we are to avoid drawing another crowd. I distrust these barbaric people too much to hang about. It would be both a privilege, and an honor to join you, Barlowe. What say you to my proposal?

Barlowe gathers a necklace, weapons, and cloak from the body of the cleric.

JAHEIRATruth be known, I am not opposed to having Viconia travel with us. Remember, though, that many will think less of us simply because she is here.

MINSCBahh! We have saved her, and she is our responsibility. What if she was captured again? Neither Boo nor I could live with ourselves. No, she must come.

VICONIAI can survive, addled one. I was taken by surprise, and quickly overwhelmed. I have been among rivvin secretly for quite some time. But, neither do I object to traveling with you. Khaless ussa, intrepid one, a spirited campaign, and the pitiless slaughter of our foes await! Shar tlu malla!

BARLOWE(with a grin) Very well, Viconia. One thing, though, you should know that Imoen is being held by the Cowled Wizards, and that I intend to rescue her.

VICONIAHmmm, I remember the insipidly cheerful girl you mention. You would risk such danger to recover her annoying presence? Why would you bother, Barlowe?

BARLOWEI would no more abandon her to the Cowled Wizards than leave you to those fanatics, that's why.

VICONIAIt seems that my own circumstance leaves me little choice. Very well, Barlowe let us rescue the girl if it means so much to your misguided senses.

Camera follows the party a short distance, then, sweeps overhead to the top of the walls of the Athkatlan prison, and climbs to view the magnificent Temples of Athkatla. Camera floats into the shadow of the headquarters for the Most Noble Order of the Radiant Heart with their majestic banners waving in the breeze. Camera pans left to view the impressive motions of the thunder globes of Talos, which separate the public walkways from the Temple of Talos, and forces patrons of theirs to the main entrance. Camera sweeps past one side of the temple finding the adventurers on the outer wall looking over this establishment of worship.

BARLOWEWell, Yoshimo, what do you think for an approach into this place?

YOSHIMOIt appears they are preparing for an afternoon service with the followers lining up at the front. I'd say a bit of disguise to sneak in for the service, and catch a spot where we could hide until everything ceases for the night. Then, make our way to the Weather mistress’s bedroom. Grab the necklace, and make our way out quietly if possible.

BARLOWEMaybe, but being three floors with all that metalwork. It might take a couple days to accomplish it that way. I've got patience, but not that much.

VICONIAWhat are you talking about, abbil?

BARLOWEOn the outside of this temple, you have all of the fancy metal construction there to channel lightening when it happens into those giant globes where it's stored for their services, and clerics to draw upon for the divinations & conjurings. However, there are only two balconies, and no discernible windows.

A bolt of lightening streaks through the afternoon sky striking the temple's rooftop artistry, and garners the party's attention to a definitively nude woman standing on the balcony near facing the energetic display. The fanfare of the lightening strike flows downward to her. Camera zooms in on the Weather mistress, who slowly turns around,

making gestures channeling the electricity only wearing the Amulet of Talos, which nearly appears as a partial garment. She forms symbols in the air before her of electricity, and when the energy begins to dissipate, the amulet shrinks revealing more of her body.

YOSHIMOOohh!! I see where you’re thinking. The Weather mistress has to sleep in one of the rooms having a balcony.

BARLOWERight. Then, I go by wire to this balcony, and you to the other. Whoever doesn't see her in the room, returns to the wall by their wire, and makes ready for the others escape with the amulet.

JAHEIRAA dashing bit of acrobatics there, Barlowe, sounds dangerous as well.

BARLOWEMae'Var may say a lot, but the guys in those cages don't strike me as prisoners of an encroaching guild. Plus, if we pull this off, it'll be the Talossans coming after the Clerics of Beshaba instead. (holds out the former cleric's necklace) Let's get some sleep. It'll be late in the night when we wake up. So, everybody else should be asleep.

MINSCMinsc and Boo stand ready.

BARLOWE(looks over the temple, then back over to Minsc, and pulls out a pouch from his belt) No, Minsc, we don't need muscle this time, but there is something I need done. Yoshimo, how long does it take to get to the southern portion of the Windspear Hills?

YOSHIMOWell, if traveled non-stop, it would be a day and night one way. If traveled only during the day, it would take two. Why?

JAHEIRAIf you wish them to be taken, Minsc... and Boo should not go alone.

BARLOWEWell, I only have two bottles with what appears to be potions of speed. It would allow him to go there, and return by the next evening. Unless you have some input?

JAHEIRAThat I may. Since we are in Athkatla, let us go to the Adventurer's Mart.

Camera cuts INT of the Adventurer's Mart. Every imaginable weapon is displayed here as well as every utensil from two-man canoe to climbing gear an adventurer could ever need. An Amnish soldier stands near the entrance with another wandering about the floor. At the center of this store is a raised podium with an older fella having an exchange of words with a customer leaning on the counter, which separates them. The party enters the shop. Barlowe and Jaheira head for the podium while the others wander about the shop.

RIBALD BARTERMANRibald... (recognizes Jaheira) g'day, Miss Jaheira, but I must ask ye not to bring any of your Harper business into my shop. Need I remind ye that I've given up my adventuring lifestyle a long time ago?

JAHIERAUnderstood, but I'm not here on Harper business, suspicious one. I'm here with my friend... (cutoff by Ribald)

RIBALD BARTERMAN(greets Barlowe) Ribald Barterman at yer service. My Adventurer's Mart is the finest shopping in all Faerun. Widest selection, lowest prices, and nary a fancy illustration. Just the goods, bare and plain.

JAHEIRARibald, 'we're' interested in acquaintances of yours who handle travel arrangements.

BARLOWEYes, I have promised to make a trip to the Windspear Hills, but need to return here very quickly. I thought potions of speed would do it, but... (cutoff by Ribald)

RIBALD BARTERMAN

Well, that type of treasure is stored some place else. (whispers) Best I can offer is you speak with Deidre. She is in the back area near Lucy. (normal tone) Wyverns? Why of course, I know something about them. Trained one up real nice. Take a look at her at the back of the platform. Don't have any weapons in your hand, and she's as playful as a pup. Named her Lucy. Let me know if you see anything you like. Interest is music to my ears as a rube or two will soon follow.

Barlowe and Jaheira make their way onto the second floor. They seem Lucy resting on its perch, but it quickly takes note of their presence. Lucy calmly changes its position on the iron swing for it. As Barlowe and Jaheira reach the woman they see next to Lucy.

DEIDREGreetings travelers. Interest you in some magic for a pearl or two?

JAHEIRAActually, we're curious about make a long journey in none too short a time to the Windspear Hills.

DEIDRETruly? Into Lord Firrkraag's land?

BARLOWEYes, is there a problem with that?

DEIDRENo one has been in a great rush to go there since it fell from Windspear's hands into Lord Jierdan's. However, I could make arrangements for a mystical trip, but if it must be from within the city, have to be inside of a building not watched by you know who, or the sewers.

JAHIERAHow long would it take to make such an item?

DEIDREIt would take a day to make, and last for half that. The cost would be 2000 gold.

BARLOWEJaheira, please have Minsc come up here. Thanks, (Jaheira leaves) I'll give you 500 gold right now, and leave with you

a two-handed sword to start the process until we return with the rest of the gold.

DEIDREWhat's so special about the sword? (Minsc arrives; Barlowe’s gestures for the sword)

BARLOWEYou handle magic. Examine this.

Deidre passes her hands just outside of the blade with her eyes closed, and grips the hilt slowly with her hands. Suddenly, her eyes open.

DEIDRESarevok? This was the weapon of power for a... Sarevok? It is a scary power, and has been drenched with many lives.

BARLOWENow, you know why I wish for you to only hold onto it as a guarantee that I will return for it.

DEIDREVery well. In the city or outside of it?

BARLOWEIs there a graveyard here?

DEIDREYes. Why?

BARLOWEThe fields outside of the graveyard, or a mausoleum within are where I choose.

DEIDREThe fields beyond. You will see my scarf on a rod driven into the ground just before the trees of where it will be.

BARLOWEVery good. See you there.

Camera cuts to EXT of the Adventurer's Mart. The party begins moving through the crowd. Viconia taps Barlowe on the shoulder.

VICONIASo, what draws you to this part of Faerun? (pause) Amn? (pause) Athkatla? I seem to recall you mentioning something about a mission or some bother.

BARLOWEI have to rescue Imoen. She's been with me for as long as I can remember.

VICONIAWhy would you be so concerned over a prattling, and addled teenager?

BARLOWEWell, she has been my closest friend since childhood, and a loyal companion.

VICONIAOh, how intriguing. If I didn't know better, it would seem that there is an unsavory attraction between you two. (Viconia laughs as Barlowe gives her a dirty look) Oh, do not glare at me so, Barlowe. I am only teasing. This girl was raised with you, I understand. So, yes, naturally you will spring to her rescue.

Scene cuts to INT of Barlowe's room at the Copper Coronet. Camera zooms in on Barlowe as he rolls over. Scene dissolves to black with the emptiness of silence. The silence is broken.

IRENICUSLife (pause as scene fades into a garden of stone statues with Barlowe standing before Irenicus) is strength. This is not to be contested. It seems logical enough. You live. You affect your world. But, is it what you need? You are (pauses as he moves to one side of Barlowe) different inside.

Irenicus moves to a statue of a woman, and casts a spell transforming it into the flesh of an attractive older woman.

IRENICUSThis woman lives, and has strength of a sort. (moves around the woman) She lost her parents to plague, her husband to war, but she persevered. Her farm has prospered. Her name is respected. Her children are fed, and safe. (moves over next to Barlowe) She lived as she thought she should.

(stands to one side of Barlowe) And now, she's dead. (hurls a fiery ball at her causing her to explode as the statue she was) Her land will be divided. Her children will move on, and she will be forgotten. (moves to facing Barlowe) She lived a 'good' life, but she had no power. She was a slave to death. (begins to pace around Barlowe looking at him) I wonder if you are destined to be forgotten. Will your life fade in the shadow of greater beings? (moves away from Barlowe to a statue in the image of Imoen) You are born of murder, the very essence of that which takes life. You have power if you wish it. (rests his elbow on shoulder of statue)

BARLOWESome of this is interesting to me. I deserve power because of what I am.

Barlowe looks at his hands, and watches them begin to glow a deep blood red. Camera pulls back as Barlowe raises his firsts over his head, and quickly swings them towards the ground. A howling sound topples to the grounds as meteors strike the ground around Barlowe and Irenicus destroying the statues. Irenicus walks to Barlowe, and places his hand on Barlowe's shoulder.

IRENICUSWhen the opportunity comes, accept the gifts offered to you. Follow the path you have chosen. Our meeting is inevitable.

Camera zooms to the murky blood red impact of a meteor, and cuts to a night sky view with the dark side of the moon being unreleased by passing clouds. Camera sweeps down angle to looking on the Temple of Talos. Camera zooms in on Barlowe peeking in the balcony window seeing the Weather mistress asleep in a bed. Camera pulls back revealing Barlowe working on the door lock, and gaining entry to the room. Barlowe quietly checks for locked drawers finding one. The Weather mistress rolls in the bed give a bit of a snore. We hear beyond the inner door the sound of armor. Barlowe stealthily rolls under the bed, and watches as a Storm knight enters the room. The knight makes his way to the balcony window, tests that it doesn't open out, and leaves the room. Barlowe returns from under the bed, and resumes the locked drawer. Barlowe succeeds in opening the lock, and inspects the Amulet of Talos. Barlowe moves to exit the room, and places the broken half of the Beshaban amulet at the base of the window. Camera cuts to EXT view

of the balcony where Barlowe grasps a distance up on the wire from where it is attached, and cuts the wire with his sword swinging to the walkway. Barlowe drops to Minsc, and Viconia on the walkway. Camera cuts to Jaheira and Yoshimo quickly pulling up the wire. Scene fades to the cellar where Mae'Var is whipping upon another victim in his torture rack.

MAE'VARWell, you're back at last. I'll cancel the order to kill you then. You have a few skills we might find useful after all. Now, let's have a look at that amulet. (Barlowe hands the amulet to Mae'Var) It's a mystery how they walk with a dinner plate around their necks. I'll file it with the other garbage sent to Calimshan. They like jewelry big, I hear. Now, let's put you to some real work. I haven't the time to piddle around with you. So, my right hand man will keep you busy until you can work for me personally. His name is Edwin. Bloody good spell caster, but he likes his luxuries. Usually happens to adventurers who hate the road. He's on the third floor above us. Get going.

The party departs the room. Camera cuts to an extravagant office decorated in hues of red, and orange. There is a man seated at a table going through a mass of documents scribing to a scroll at his right. As the party enters the room, he stops his actions, and sets his quill down.

EDWINGreetings. I am Edwin Odesseiron. You simians may refer to me merely as "Sir", if you are multi-syllabic impaired preferring a less... syllable intensive workout.

MINSCYou shall be called what you are! You are an enemy of fair, departed Dynaheir, and therefore an enemy of mine! (Minsc draws an axe, and a hammer; Edwin rises quickly from his desk) You shall be destroyed for the good of all!! (Barlowe grasps Minsc's arm)

EDWINAh, the feeble protector of the Rashemaar witch. Have you finally misplaced her for good, ranger? Does she linger amidst the worms where she belongs, now?

MINSC

You will not speak of sweet Dynaheir in this fashion! Terrible hamster justice will be wreaked upon you! Go for the eyes, Boo! GO...(Barlowe pulls back on Minsc's arm)

EDWINSilence! You joined Mae'Var's guild with the rest of your party, ranger. Will you spoil your plans so soon? Do you think your leader appreciates that?

MINSCI... (looks at Barlowe, and returns his look to Edwin) no. No, our cause must not be disrupted. Righteous fury will wait for now, but one day wizard, you shall pay for your words with blood. So swears, Minsc!!

EDWINOh, if... IF that day comes, we shall see how long your sword lasts against my magic. Enough of this drivel. You there, human, you seem to be in charge. Let's get this over with.

BARLOWEDon't you recognize me, Edwin? It's Barlowe.

EDWINThe past hardly matters. The company you currently keep now limits your use. No matter, I shall make this transaction as quick as possible.

JAHEIRAYour memory is selective, Red Wizard. Why do you now work with Shadow Thieves, and do you have any connection with our captor, Irenicus? Khalid is dead, and I will have an answer.

EDWINIf your stuttering husband is dead, druid, it has nothing to do with me... and as for answers, you must go much higher than I to be satisfied. My association with the Shadow Thieves has been accomplished for reasons of my own, none of which has anything to do with you. (everyone settles themselves) Hear me. My task for you is two-fold. The bloodless part requires you garner some crucial documents for me as discreetly as possible (under his breath) as if the club-footed fools will manage. (normal tone) The bloody part is that the Cowled Wizards seek these same documents because of my interest in them. They have set eyes to spy

upon me, which is not a fitting tribute to my superiority. Retrieve the documents in any manner you wish. I would suggest guile (under his breath) but such subtle means are beyond these monkeys, I am sure. (normal tone) Marcus is the name of the merchant who carries the documents, and may be at the Seas Bounty. Rayic Gethras was the Cowled Wizard assigned to spy upon me, and possibly acquire the documents. Kill him regardless at the transaction, or his home west of here. (Edwin returns to his seat, and then looks at the party)

BARLOWEConsider it done.

EDWINGood. Don't linger about then, get going! (under his breath) Ugh, motivating these sloths is like pulling teeth.

The party steps into the hallway, and moves toward the staircase.

YOSHIMOAre you not concerned about arousing the ire of the Cowled Wizards for such a deed, Barlowe? Let us hope the blame falls on the Shadow Thieves, and not upon our own heads. Eh?

BARLOWEAt the moment, it's fine with me to put a Cowled Wizard out for one last sea cruise. You, and Jaheira can keep an eye outside for Rayic. Minsc, Viconia, and I will have a few words with Marcus over a mug of ale.

Camera cuts to INT peering at a tray with a mug of ale resting upon it. Camera pulls back revealing a very shapely wench carrying it acrosst a moderately busy inn. As the mug is presented to the customer, camera swings to face Marcus, a rather portly merchant who nervously begins the ale, and a few moments later Barlowe, Minsc, and Viconia enter strolling down a staircase. Camera sweeps over Marcus's shoulder to observe Barlowe motioning Minsc and Viconia over to the bar side. Barlowe advances to the wench, and questions her being pointed to Marcus. Barlowe approaches the table, and sits beside Marcus.

MARCUS

Pardon me, but I'm here on business, which has nothing to do with you.

BARLOWEFine, but I have business with you, and another regarding some paperwork.

MARCUSReally? And, just what be your interest?

BARLOWE(wench sets a mug next to Barlowe) How much gold for you to give me the documents, and forget about it all to enjoy a happy life breathing? (sips from the mug) Maybe have a grandkid or two? Hm?

MARCUS(nervously gulps from his mug) Don't know what ye've against the original maker of my deal, but I definitely want to come out ahead of the prior deal. 250 gold says aye to your offer.

BARLOWE(pulls out a bag from under his cloak, and pours out a handful of gold coins) Fine. Here you go.

MARCUS(has a shocked look as he receives the gold, and places it in his belt pouch) Aye, sire, been a pleasure doing business with you. (pulls the documents from under his feet, and hands them to Barlowe)

Barlowe finishes his mug of ale, and looks over at Minsc and Viconia who likewise turn up their mugs. The trio makes for the exit. Scene fades to EXT where the party re-groups next to the staircase into the inn.

YOSHIMOAhhh, Barlowe, the open door over there. (points across the dockside) I've observed a man exit there, and step through a portal like the other Cowled Wizards. That is our second mark.

BARLOWEVery well, can you and Viconia arrange for him whilst the rest make the appointment to the Windspear Hills?

VICONIAOf what arrangements are we to make, abbil?

BARLOWEAs you implied before, bashing foolish rivvin was a task you looked forward to.

YOSHIMOConsider it done, Barlowe. To the arms of Umberlee, we shall send him.

BARLOWEGood. You'll be finished before we return. So, await us in Mae'Var's guild house. I want Edwin to stew a little bit for these documents, and maybe get him to lighten up a bit.

The group splits up, and a musical piece begins. We see changing moments of Yoshimo & Viconia preparing near Rayic's door to ambush him as he exits. Then, shift to Barlowe, Jaheira, and Minsc entering the graveyard district to stumble upon a vampyric woman feasting on a shadow thief. The vampire drops the body to the ground, and points at Barlowe as if giving a warning. She transforms into a gaseous form, and becomes a bat gliding away from the group. Scene shifts to Rayic opening his door, and steps into the yard to create a portal. We see a gloved hand wrap over his mouth, and hear the sound of a mace striking a body part. Rayic's eyes give the expression of excruciating pain, and then, unconsciousness. Scene shifts to Barlowe, Jaheira, and Minsc emerging from a portal into the presence of the Fairy Queen, who greets them. After a few moments, Barlowe hands the acorn pouch to her. The Fairy Queen holds the acorns for a moment. Elyme, Cania, and Ulene appear from puffs of smoke, and walk with servants of the Fairy Queen bearing the acorns. Scene shifts back to Yoshimo tending his weapons, while Viconia sits in a chair nearby with her legs crossed resting on a footstool, and thumbs twiddling. Musical piece softens, and ends with the party re-grouping at the staircase to where Edwin's office lies.

Camera cuts to INT of Edwin's office, where he is reviewing his scrolls of notes, and begins to speak to himself.

EDWINHmm, yes, this leads to here (shuffles through a couple scrolls) to here, and this indicates... yes, it must be here.

The party enters the room garnering Edwin's attention.

EDWIN(under his breath) My lackeys return, and none too soon. (normal tone) To matters of priority, has the Cowled fool been disposed of? (rises from his desk)

BARLOWEYes. He's pushing up daisies as we speak, Edwin.

EDWINWell done. An inconvenience that needed to be dealt with is over. Do you have the documents I asked for? This matter is more important than your average simple correspondence.

BARLOWEYes, the documents have been secured. (holds them before Edwin)

EDWINMarvelous work, marvelous work. You've obviously exceeded your lowborn heritage, and surged to the vanguard of goonery! (takes documents from Barlowe)

BARLOWE...uh, what?

EDWINNever mind. (returns to his desk) Now, I've conferred with Mae’Var, and there is a final task for you, a last test of loyalty. Go, and he will give you your final assignment.

Edwin begins eagerly opening the documents as the party leaves the room. Camera cuts to the cellars, where Mae'Var has another prisoner on the racks, who is unconscious. The party enters into the area, and garners Mae'Var's attention.

MAE'VAREdwin has been telling me you are, at the very least, competent. Fairly good at the sneaksman's trade, but a little ham-fisted when you fight. Exactly what I'm looking for. I've a special task for you. You do this for me, and you'll be set with the guild for whatever you need. Don't think it will be easy though. There is a... SHHHHHH!! There is a TRAITOR amongst us. Yes, one who has abused the trust we have given him. He must be dealt with in a permanent

fashion. Embarl is his name, and you are to kill him with prejudice. He's been moving about, but may return to the Sea's Bounty in a short time. Bring me his dagger to show you have done the deed.

BARLOWEWhat will be my reward? Petty thievery is one, but murder instead of capture for you to torture is something else.

MAE'VARYour reward? It should be an honor just to be asked. However, sine the task is dangerous, I will have something waiting for you when you return.

BARLOWEThat will more than suffice. Consider the fool dead.

MAE'VARGood! That's the spirit I like to see! Show him what it means to be a Shadow Thief, and I'll have your reward here for you when you get back. Off with you!

JAHEIRAIt is good that this is the final of these tasks set for us. I've no taste for bounty hunting, but let us find this thief and have the deed done with quickly.

[insert Baron Ployer conflict if overall length is short of 146 pages by a lot]

Camera cuts to second floor of the Sea's Bounty Inn, and pans over the patrons where one person is noticeably wearing leather armor being Embarl. The party enters the floor from the staircase, and spreads out into the crowd. Barlowe moves directly towards Embarl. When they come face-to-face, Embarl musters what nerve he has.

EMBARLI'm as good as dead. I know it. Please don't kill me, though... I've been faithful to the Shadow Thieves. I never wanted to get mixed up in this.

BARLOWEVery well... come with us to Renal, and tell him your story. Then, you will be able to live.

EMBARL

No, I cannot. If I say anything to Renal, Mae'Var will hunt me down. Worse, Renal may think I am the assassin. I must flee the city. Please, let me go.

BARLOWEFine, Embarl. Give me your dagger, to prove to Mae’Var that the dead is done, and I'll let you flee.

EMBARLYou... you would do this? I don't know who you are, friend, but I thank you truly. Here is my dagger. I shall flee the city immediately. Thank you, again.

YOSHIMO(approaches Barlowe) Well... you are taking a chance letting Embarl off like that. I doubt he'll stick around to tell anyone of your generosity, though, so I wouldn't worry. We'd best get this dagger back to Mae'Var.

Scene fades out, and back into the cellars torture rack where Mae'Var has resumed punishing his victim. A lieutenant directs Mae'Var's attention to the party as they approach.

MAE'VARHm, the traitor is dead, I trust? (Barlowe holds out Embarl's dagger) Yes, you have his dagger. Despite your useless appearance you have done well. Now, go. I have matters to attend that are above you. (takes dagger from Barlowe, and moves away to one side of the utensils table)

BARLOWEThe man has been killed as you asked. I eagerly await our reward.

MAE'VARYes, yes, yes. Truth be known, I'm not listening to you. Embarl was a thorn to be removed, and now I can move on to other things. Now, the way is clear to me. You have been a useful tool, and you may be one again. Don't think you are more than that. I will have a thousand thieves, all doing my bidding just as you are. Go now, tool, and leave the thinkers to their thinking. Talk to Edwin, he might have something for you to do.

Barlowe gives an angered look, and walks away with the party following him. Camera cuts to Edwin's office focusing on

the door. As the party enters, camera swings to one side revealing Edwin is closing a knapsack, and has a quarterstaff leaned against the desk. Edwin looks to the party, and softly claps his hands before addressing the party.

EDWINWell, you have surpassed the exceedingly low expectations I had of you. You now have the trust of Mae'Var securely in hand, and have proven your competence to me once more (under his breath) though just barely. (normal tone) Now that I'm assured of your loyalty to the cause of the moments, it seems an appropriate juncture to dispense with false pretenses. Your pretense of naiveté, and wilderness manners is clever, but a Red Wizard sees more than mere appearance. You have a secret, Barlowe. (moves to the front of the desk) I know why you are here, mashing your lips on Mae'Var's boots, and it's nothing to do with stipends or wages or other guild business. As it happens, I know where we can find damning evidence of Mae'Var's betrayal of Renal Bloodscalp. That is your purpose here, isn't it?

There is a moment of silence, and Barlowe nods in acknowledgement.

EDWIN(under his breath) Yes, I thought so. (normal tone) Mae'Var has been courting the Night Knives in order to bolster his own strategic position, and betray Renal. Masterfully planned, but I have seen through it. The Knives are a cutthroat guild of footpads, brigands, and highwaymen based in the congested cesspool of Westgate. Obviously they wish to expand. Mae'Var is full aware of the penalty if the Shadow Thieves learn of his plan. It would be disastrous, both for his ambitions and his continued breathing. You'll find the proof you require in Mae'Var's quarters. I conveniently have a key that opens his strongbox. I plan to be on the winning side in this affair. After breaking into Mae'Var's suite, would you require my peerless skill and finesse? As you know well, my magical skills are supreme.

BARLOWECertainly. We could use your help beyond entrance to his room.

EDWIN

A wise decision, lout. We should go to Mae'Var's room promptly. It's on the floor below this one. Here is the key to the strongbox.

MINSCDynaheir's enemy comes with us? Please, Barlowe, say it will be brief. Boo shakes with such anger. I cannot blame him.

Scene spirals out, and fades into Renal's office where the party approaches him with the evidence.

RENAL BLOODSCALPAh, Barlowe! I was just counting some loot from a delightful out we had not long ago, and I thought of you. Mask help me if I didn't smile just a little! You won't make that smile disappear, will you? You've brought news, perhaps? You've brought some evidence of Mae'Var's foulness? Do tell, Barlowe.

BARLOWEYes, I have the evidence you need in these writings. (hands documents to Renal) It seems Mae'Var has been making overtures to the Night Knives.

RENAL BLOODSCALPIs that so? Hmmn. Now, that is unexpected. Fortunately, it's more than enough to damn Mae'Var completely. I thank you, Barlowe, for providing this. Only the last part of our deal remains to be carried out. Go and eliminate Mae'Var and his co-horts then, with my full authority. Do that, and this business shall be finished, finally.

BARLOWEVery well. We'll go and eliminate the scum for you, and return.

RENAL BLOODSCALPThat's a good sport!

Camera cuts to INT of the storefront with Gorch behind the counter tending some paperwork. The party enters the room, and spreads out a bit. Viconia approaches Gorch from one side, and Barlowe from the other.

BARLOWEHi Gorch. What do you think of the future here with knives?

GORCHHow do you know about them?

BARLOWEBetter question. How do you?

GORCHI... (cutoff)

Viconia bashes Gorch's head open across the counter. Musical piece begins as the party moves to the guild proper. Scenes flash by of:

Scene 1-Minsc slicing and bashing a betrayer with his axe and hammer.Scene 2-Edwin summons a pack of wolves, which pounce upon a betrayer.Scene 3-Jaheira attacks one of Mae'Var's Lieutenants with her scimitars.Scene 4-Yoshimo attacks another of Mae'Var's Lieutenants with his katana.Scene 5-Barlowe frees the guys imprisoned in the cellar, and recovers the Amulet of Talos.Scene 6-Viconia stands before a female monk who gestures not knowing what is going on.

Musical piece softens. Scene cuts to EXT of the Temple of Talos. Musical piece ends. The Weather Mistress emerges from the temple, and addresses Barlowe.

WEATHER MISTRESSHow dost thou cometh with our sacred amulet?

BARLOWEIn my recent travels, I was hired to deal a fatal blow to the one who had wished to have it. I recognized it, and procured it to return to your grace. (holds it out to her)

WEATHER MISTRESSI thank thee for your deed. As thou hast given us pause, we will not rain down upon the Beshabans the great destruction demanded for such violation of our artifacts. May thunder and lightening drive thoust enemies back to the holes from which they crawled. (accepts amulet from Barlowe, and returns within the temple)

A thunder knight walks out, and hands Barlowe a reward for the return of the amulet. Camera zooms in on the opened pouch of gold coins, and scene fades out to black. The sound of an opening door is heard, and scene fades into Renal's office area. The party approaches Renal, who has a broad smile upon his face.

RENAL BLOODSCALPThe tale of your deed has already reached my ear as such things tend to. Well done I say! Your reward is well earned. You may find the reward I am about to offer to be as much a blessing as a curse. I know that I have felt as such on occasion. Listen to what I am about to say. I require someone to take the position left vacant by Mae'Var. It must be someone I can trust. So, they cannot be too mired in the politics of the region. You might be a good choice for the job. You handled Mae'Var & his rhetoric, and you seem to understand the benefits of supporting the larger guild. What do you say? Care to have your name placed above a young guild of shadow thieves?

BARLOWEI can't accept. I must raise gold for aid to find Imoen, and it appears my path resides with the Shadow Master.

RENAL BLOODSCALPAh, yes. I believe I have heard of your arrangement. It is admirable that you would place your goals above your personal advancement. I would suggest, however, that running a successful guild could be a very profitable exercise. Perform well, and you may be closer to your goal than you think.

BARLOWENo, I am no guild leader.

RENAL BLOODSCALPNo, (pause) you are not, but what does that matter? Mae'Var was ideal. Yet, he conspired to ruin everything. You are inexperienced, but I can at least trust you. There is much to be said for having another's trust. (pause) Are you certain of this? For, I will not offer the position again.

BARLOWEI cannot accept.

RENAL BLOODSCALP

That is unfortunate, but I will not make you a leader if you don't want it. All right then, I will pay you a mercenary's reward, and send you on your way. (Renal leaves the area, and returns a few moments later with a large pouch, and scabbard) I think you will find the amount adequate. (hands Barlowe the pouch) 10,500 gold is no small fortune, though I think you deserve something a little more lasting. (Barlowe hands the pouch to Minsc, and receives a sword from Renal) From my personal armory, a sword. Take well and good care of it. It may save your life. You have served well, and I am grateful. Go on your way with my blessing.

BARLOWE(starts to leave, but turns back to Renal) I was wondering. Is there anything you can tell me about this wizard, Irenicus? Or the Cowled Wizards who hold Imoen?

RENAL BLOODSCALP(chuckle) You are a tricky one. Didn't Gaelan already give you a price for receiving answers to questions like those? I cannot confirm anything else about the deal, except to confirm that yes... we can look into the locations of both Irenicus, and your friend, Imoen. Prying such information from the Cowled Wizards will be difficult, hence the cost. That is all I will say. Raise your money for Gaelan. You will not be disappointed.

Camera cuts to EXT of Renal's guild house, and the party emerges. Yoshimo queries Barlowe.

YOSHIMOSo, my friend, how close are we to your goal?

BARLOWEWe have a little over 2,000 gold to acquire, and then, it is to see Gaelan.

A woman wearing green armor appearing to be a ranger approaches the party, and addresses Barlowe.

VALENHello, friends, might I have a word away from the ears of others? I would impart a fine bit of business your way. (the group moves off to a shadowy area)

BARLOWEWould you now? And, what might this business be?

VALENWell, truthfully, it is not for me to say. At least, not in full measure. My mistress would have words with you, about concerns you have no doubt developed on your own. She has watched for a time, though she is not the only one. Those that you are asked to trust spy as openly or more so, and she offers a solution to your problems of privacy... among others. She IS worthy of your trust. If you feel worthy of hers, come to the Graveyard District in the near future, and she will speak her offer. Make your visit after the sky is darkened. She will not be there before then.

BARLOWESuch an unseemly place. Why should the meeting be so inaccessible?

VALENQuestions, questions; all will be discussed in proper course. Meet where discussed, and you will have your answers. Think on it, but the door is closing soon. Do not delay too long. Farewell.

Valen and the party go their separate ways. After a few moments, a voice is heard calling out.

BRUSHey you! Adventurers! (The party awaits a child to reach them) I did nay think I'd be talkin' to you louts again, but I do what my uncle Gaelan says whenever I can. Anyways, Gaelan Bayle wants you to come see him before you go making any rash decisions. Says he wants to sweeten the deal.

BARLOWEHow would he know I've a decision to make? Am I being followed?

BRUSDon't look at me. I just do what I'm told. He said to tell you the offer is sweeter, so here I am. Anyway, just go see Gaelan. I only get paid if I get you to see him, and it won't take long, you know.

Brus runs off while the party debates.

YOSHIMO

Let us not tarry, Barlowe. We should make our way to Gaelan, and see if the fortunes favor us this day.

JAHEIRABeing entrenched with the Shadow Thieves is not a good position for the greater balance. We should at least hear what this woman has to offer.

BARLOWE(looks to the sky noting the position of the sun) Well, it will be sunset in a little while. We can take a break at the Copper Coronet, and see both tonight.

Scene fades to black. The rustle of leaves echo while the blackness is pierced by stars moving across the sky. Camera pans down from the stars down into the mausoleums of Athkatla's Graveyard District, and pauses as torchlights become evident from one side. Camera zooms in on the party making their entrance to walkway of these monuments of stone, marble, and steel.

EDWINI remember something of this place. (pause) There are soothsayers and conjurers that whisper hushed tones about an artifact lost to antiquity (lowered tone) but not so lost to a perceptive mage. (normal tone) I've heard rumors, and done a little reading on the subject. Many have muttered the name in frustration, the Nether Scroll.

MINSCDynaheir knew of such a thing. Is that why you despised her so?

EDWINAgain, it is a matter of the past unless you wish to join your Rashemaar wench to feed the worms. I had a rather 'intense' chat with a diviner that swore it was in Athkatla, buried among the nobles. If I (clearing cough) If we found it, we would be formidable indeed. The lower tombs, perhaps?

BARLOWEMaybe after we speak with Valen's mistress. Who knows she might develop a fervor for you, Edwin. (soft chuckle)

The echoing of a stone door opening is heard drawing the party's attention to one side. The sounds of wings are heard for a few moments. Then, a shape steps out of the

darkness revealing a scantily dressed woman. She addresses the party.

BODHIYou have arrived. I had worried I might have to discipline Valen for failing to deliver her message. I may do so anyway to show I care. (slides a black whip along her thigh) I am Bodhi, and I greet you warmly.

BARLOWEWarm you may be, but you are in a very cold place. Was this necessary?

BODHIYou may be concerned about why me must meet here. There are a number of reasons, only a few of which you need worry about. First, I have asked you here because we are unlikely to be overheard, and so you can see the benefits of working with me.

JAHEIRA(whispers to Barlowe) This is a dark place to meet this woman, Barlowe. I sense an unnaturalness about her that is disturbing to me. Step carefully.

BODHIYes. Step carefully all of you. Follow, please, (pause) and stay exactly in my step. You would (leers at Barlowe) regret doing other.

The group moves single file into the darkness. Scene cuts to overlooking an austere, and recent mausoleum rooftop. Camera pulls back to view the front of it, and Bodhi presenting the party to its doors.

BODHIThis is the entrance to the hold that I offer you access to. Oh, I am sorry, I have moved ahead of myself. I should outline what I intend.

EDWINWell, it is about time! It is almost too much, this creeping about graveyards at night waiting on this wench's every word. Bah!

BODHI

(gives an evil, almost animal-like glare at Edwin, and returns a cheery look to Barlowe) You are (pause) employed of course, and do you errands occasionally. No doubt you have questioned the intent of employer on occasion? If you haven't, then, you should. You work for the Shadow Thieves, on the pretense they will help locate your missing companion, Imoen. Yes, they are Shadow Thieves, and yes, they are as nefarious as you have probably heard. I would offer an alternative. I would help you find your friend for... oh 15,000 gold? It is a sizeable amount less than the Shadow Thieve have asked, and coincidentally, it is within your grasp now.

JAHEIRAHow do you know of our link to the Shadow Thieves? Barlowe, what would they think of this meeting? Be careful our lives may hang in the balance.

MINSCSuch an offer from this woman sends chills up and down my spine like angry weasels, (pause) but Barlowe will know what to do. Even Boo is confident of this.

YOSHIMOPerhaps... perhaps this is not a bad idea. We would save much coin and achieve the same goal, it seems. Although... it would be certain to make enemies of the Shadow Thieves.

BODHIEnough. It is obvious you have questions. Ask them, and appease your curiosity, if not your conscience.

BARLOWEYou know an awful lot about us. Where have you learned all of this?

BODHII know a great deal about you and this place, Barlowe. You are a relative newcomer, and have much to learn. Certainly, you have had your doubts about those 'helping' you? You will be unable to turn down my offer, even if I demand a few... gestures to prove your loyalty. There is a monopoly in this town, and I intend to break it. I will ask you to weaken the 'resources' of the Shadow Thieves. I am not so vain as to think them easily destroyed, but many of their members will join with me.

EDWINSo, that means yours is the guild challenging the Shadow Thieves. Very Interesting.

BODHI(softly claps her hands at Edwin) I make no illusions about what will be required of your group. I will wish you to kill, and terrorize. You must determine if you have the stomach for it. 15,000 is a lot, but I will compensate you well for it. You will ultimately have Imoen, and a few magical trinkets too. Support me, and you will revel in the destruction of the largest criminal organization south of Waterdeep, though the big bad thieves have been rather soft as of late.

BARLOWEYOU want me to find Irenicus? (Bodhi nods) What are you talking about? Are you in league with him?

BODHIYou must bear this as one of the additional conditions. I offer much, and expect much in return. Imoen and Irenicus will be our joint goal in time. The details are mine to keep. If you wish more, you must join me. As I said, your duties will be morally suspect, and you may face more enemies than you wish. Now, is the time for deciding. I cannot wait too long, and I tire of talking. Choose your allegiance. The master you serve or the Mistress that will let you destroy them.

BARLOWEYou are a very creepy lady. I do not trust you or the others. However, they are the devil I know. I must decline.

BODHIThat is (pause) unfortunate. Very well, you may go. You have made an enemy of the 'creepy' lady tonight. I will face you on my own terms when the inevitable time comes.

JAHEIRABoldly said, creature. Yet, in the end, you do not face us. Barlowe has been underestimated by far better. You will rue the day of conflict when it comes, I think.

Bodhi bursts into a cloud of smoke, and passes through the crevice between the stone doors. Minsc tries to force the doors, but finds them very set in their position.

MINSCOooh, no way to follow through there.

BARLOWEWell, I guess it's time... (cutoff by Edwin)

EDWINSince we have the luxury of time (under his breath) as if you simians could think of such, (normal tone) shall we explore this area before departing? As this Bodhi has had the chance to size us up, she must take time to become prepared. Let us see what treasures can be found here.

The group gestures acceptance, move through the path they traversed, and find an open-able mausoleum. Scene dissolves into an underground foyer observing the staircase as the party exits it. The party moves 'round a corner to behold a startling site. A great cocoon is suspended before them by thick expanses of webbing with a variety of spiders chittering about it. Jaheira moves away from the party to an area of the rock walls. She begins taking a sampling from it while the others stare at the sight before them.

BARLOWEEdwin. Tell me you have a spell for invisibility. Please.

EDWINI do not parlay in such rubbish. I am a conjurer, and behold something much better. (in a dialect) By the strength of my will, come forth beasts of death. Come forth with your brethren, and feast upon mine enemies.

Mummies and skeletons begin to appear at the perimeter of the cocoon, and begin to attack the spiders who engage them.

BARLOWEImpressive, Edwin, but how do we get around them without being attacked? (a puffing explosion is heard)

JAHEIRAI have that in hand, Barlowe. (Elvish language, and tosses dust over everyone) By the power of nature and wisdom of the

spirits born within, let us hide. Let us hide like Pixies in the night.

The party becomes invisible. Camera pans across the walkway with only the sounds of footsteps barely distinct during the battle of spiders, mummies, and skeletons. Camera spins as we reach a corner. A torch is lifted from its place on the wall, and moves down the hall until it disappears with only its luminescence being evident.

BARLOWEI like this spell, Jaheira. (The door to the corridor closes slowly)

Camera proceeds down the hall for a distance, and a door marks its end.

EDWINDamn! The writing on the door indicates the Council of Six sealed this. (Edwin strikes the door with his hand, and becomes visible) By dragon's flames, what good is a spell that ends with a bump?

JAHEIRAStop whining like a child, Edwin. When was the last time you felt a Pixie touch you? Oh, I shouldn't chastise Pixie's for feeling nauseous just being near you. Should I?

EDWINWoman, (annoyed) I could not imagine what your husband found cherish-able about you.

JAHEIRAOf course you couldn't, Edwin. Besides I think you would loose your wardrobe instead of finding a wife.

A wind causes a bit of a howl through the corridor. A moaning voice echoes.

NEVAZIAHAhh... it... it cannot be! Have... the Cowled ones... come for me? Have I been... found out... after so long?

EDWINI am no Cowled Wizard, if that is what you are concerned about. I am Edwin Odesseiron of the Land of Thay.

NEVAZIAHYou... you are not of the Cowled Ones? That is... (a lich steps through the door into view) that is good. They... found me out... my pupils and I... practicing the arts... without their permission. We... we fled... so long ago. I... I escaped to this place... fled with my pupils... before the Cowled Ones could take me... prisoner. We... we took what books we could. (pulls back a portion of his tattered robes revealing several molded books, and scrolls; one of which appears untouched by the ravages of time)

EDWINCould that be???

NEVAZIAHNo... You cannot have these. I... I must protect them. (cutoff by Edwin striking him with a staff)

EDWINQuickly!! We must overcome him before he can gather the scrolls.

Minsc hurls his axe into the chest of the lich becoming visible after the release. Yoshimo fires an arrow striking the lich in his shoulder. Barlowe severs the lich's hand grabbing for the scrolls. The lich plunges back through the door dropping the weapons piercing him to the ground. Edwin snatches up the mystic scroll, and quickly begins looking it over.

EDWINThis is it. This must be it. This has to be it! The just and unjust alike will all fear the overwhelming power of Edwin Odesseiron and his Nether Scroll!

BARLOWEWill you be using that scroll to help us, Edwin?

EDWIN(under his breath still looking at the scroll) yes... yes, this will be of great help. (rolls scroll up, and tucks it in his robe; normal tone) Of course, I shall put it to the best use of the group. Mark my words. (under his breath) Yes, mark them well. (normal tone) But, you'll not see the scroll. (staunchly) It's mine.

BARLOWE

Jaheira, shake off the spell, and recast it. (pulls a rope from his pouch) Everyone grab onto this rope so we can stay together until we get out of here. Then, we'll go see Gaelan.

Camera zooms into the glare of the torch flame, and the sound of street activities fade in. The sound of a door closing signals the scene cutting to black. Scene fades in to the party standing in Gaelan's foyer awaiting Gaelan's approach. Gaelan approaches the party from a staircase, and addresses Barlowe.

GAELAN BAYLECoo! Ye be already above 15,000, and need go no further. My masters changed their hearts, and they will accept 15,000 alone. It is a competitive rate, I think.

BARLOWEBrus mentioned a new deal. Is that the change he spoke of?

GAELAN BAYLEAye, 15,000 gold. They wish to speed proceedings along, for yer benefit and theirs. They want to keep the relationship with you as friendly as possible. So, there is the final tally. Are ye happy with the price? We are certainly the least offensive allies ye could choose in this matter.

BARLOWESomewhat, but have you been following us?

GAELAN BAYLEBarlowe, have ye not realized that me sources are quite reliable, and notice many things without effort. So, is the deal ready, or not?

BARLOWEI'll pay the 15,000 right now. (hands bag to Gaelan)

GAELAN BAYLEVery good. Just so ye be knowing. You’se be going to the Shadowmaster, Aran Linvail. Step carefully, me Lord, the Shadowmaster does not suffer fools gladly. Here's a key to the Shadowmaster. On the first level of Renal's guild house, ye will find a secret door for this key. (hands key to Barlowe) As unlikely as it seems, the Shadow Thieves will prove to be the least of all evils ye will encounter.

YOSHIMOAh, yes. Aran Linvail. The real power behind the Shadow Thieves in the city, and therefore one of the most powerful men in Faerun. We should step 'very' carefully, Barlowe.

JAHEIRAThe Shadowmaster? Perhaps we shall finally get answers as to their interest in us.

EDWINFinally: The Shadowmaster. This is real power we're going to meet, now, Barlowe. So, you'd best reign in your temperamental nature.

Scene cuts to black, and the sounds of boxes being shuffled signal a new location. The turn of a key within a door lock signals the scene fading into a staircase with the party making their way down.

EDWINYoshimo, every man has his follies and mistakes. In your case, that is the most interesting, and trustworthy attribute you possess. (under his breath) You are shiftier than me, and I don't trust myself.

YOSHIMOEdwin, you've a manner that makes each of us feel beautiful, and appreciated.

EDWINSomewhere in you, something terrible gathers and grows. (under his breath) Can I spot kindred, or what?

YOSHIMOThat's only love, warmth, and candor for you and your red-robed ilk, Edwin.

EDWINAs you make your pilgrimage, Yoshimo, there will be ruin and cruel intention. Of this I am certain.

YOSHIMOWell, all pilgrimages must start somewhere, no? I look forward to the ruin. Will be a delightful change from your company, Red Wizard.

Scene cuts to a mess hall area where two Shadow Thieves appear to be finishing their meals at different tables. Barlowe approaches the taller of the two.

BARLOWEExcuse me, I am Barlowe. Here to see Aran Linvail.

CUCHUL(somewhat startled) Heh... welcome to the guild, friend. We haven't met, yet. Me name's Cuchul, burglar extraordinaire. Best rooftop crawler this side o' Waterdeep, aye. I've not had any dealings with Linvail, but could find a bit with the halfling there.

MITSUHoi, greetings to y'all. Me name's Mitsu, an' don't go tryin' to make it rhyme with any funny nicknames, now, because I'm small an' such. I'm a Shadow Thief, just as you are.

JAHEIRAYou are mistaken. I do not bear that name, and will not. The greater balance bids me here.

BARLOWE(chuckle) Yes, well, we have busy with the Shadowmaster.

MITSUWell, now, is that so. With that business out o' the way, let me give ya a proper greetin'. Welcome to the guild, right an' true. I suppose yer here to either train or meet Aran, eh? Me, I'd take the trainin'. Aran Linvail is not a man t' be messed with, an' it's best to avoid him altogether just in case yer messin' with him by accident, see? But, I'm sure ya will do just fine.

A wall panel opens revealing a very sultry woman scantily dressed wiping her brow with a handkerchief. She locks eyes with Barlowe garnering contemptible looks from Viconia and Jaheira.

TASSAHmmmn... so you're that Barlowe of whom Aran has been talking about of (circles Barlowe looking him over) oh so recent times. (face to face with Barlowe) I thought you'd be so much prettier. (runs her hand down the from of Barlowe's armor) That's OK (giggle) I like you anyway. (motions to

where she emerged from) Aran's in his chambers that way, yummy little man. Go ahead, and talk to him. I'm finished with him (sexy, taunting glare at Barlowe) for now. (giggle)

Tassa walks away from the archway as the party enters it. Scene fades to looking down a lengthy corridor.

JAHEIRA(muses) Ehh, I think I still have a stitch in my leg from lying in that cold cell we were in. It is good to be up, and moving.

BARLOWEI've a few pains from that incident myself, though I'm not as certain of the cause.

JAHEIRAI am not surprised. Irenicus seemed to have a special interest in you. I imagine he will not be the last, and I cannot blame him. I have an interest as well.

Barlowe and Viconia give Jaheira a shocked glare.

JAHEIRAAs a Harper, I mean. I wouldn't want you to think. (Barlowe gives a small chuckle while Viconia looks Barlowe over surveying him seriously) Um, let's continue to see Aran.

Camera pans into flicker of a torch. Scene dissolves into the antechamber of Aran Linvail. Camera pans over to Aran Linvail moving from his bed in a silk and satin smock over to the side of his desk. Aran's attention is drawn to the door by a Shadow Thief elite guard ushering the party in.

ARAN LINVAILWelcome to this place. I've looked forward to seeing you, and your companions. I am, as you know, Aran Linvail.

BARLOWEAnd I am Barlowe, as you know. Now, could we please do what we must?

ARAN LINVAILRight to the point, eh? That is fine with me. You are a very capable person, and I wish to propose a trade of services.

BARLOWEI propose that you give me what I have coming already. I have paid.

ARAN LINVAILI apologize if you feel you have been done wrong. I assure you, all that you have paid is being put to good use.

JAHEIRAWhere? Where exactly is it being put to good use? We are not to be played with, Linvail. I should like to see results, and to see them soon.

ARAN LINVAILBut, these things take time. In truth, we had begun working long before you gave us the gold. Only a few minor points remain, but they must be addressed. First & foremost, you will be compensated for the gold you paid. I will give you several magical items. They are yours to keep regardless of what comes.

EDWINFinally, something tangible, though, they had better be worth the enormous expense. I might have bought better if Barlowe had not paid you.

MINSCYou'd have bought a trip to the graveyard if you had spent the money we needed to rescue Imoen. Minsc and Boo would see to that!

EDWINWould someone 'please' get this disgusting hairball out of my sight (under his breath) along with his hamster.

ARAN LINVAILNow, now, I know you are eager to set off after Imoen, and I assure you that the time will come soon. It takes time to allocate the funds however.

BARLOWEThis delay troubles me. Is there some problem that I am not aware of, and should be?

ARAN LINVAIL

No, no, no, everything is as it should be. There are merely some added difficulties that we have encountered. I regret that I must ask a few tasks of you.

VICONIAThis 'is' a waste of our time. This fool only wishes to rob us of our time as well as our already given gold.

ARAN LINVAILI know. I know. You are tired, and have worked hard already. I apologize, but this guild war. It prevents us from going further. Strange things are afoot on the docks. Shipments are disappearing, as are my employees with them. We are significantly weakened by this. I think it unlikely you would be captured or wooed to the enemy. If you go to the docks and bolster the guard on the shipments it will strengthen our position. Go tonight, and you will find my present guard captain there already by the name of Mook. Take note of anything odd that happens, and report to me.

BARLOWEAnd what is the nature of the shipment?

ARAN LINVAILAh, Barlowe, I must admit that the goods aboard would not be well met by the city guards. Weapons mostly, but I defend their use. The guild we are warring with are not like we. As dark as the Shadow Thieves are, we do not overstep our bounds. This new guild is different. If you seek the moral high ground in this matter, it is indeed with the Shadow Thieves. A surprising thing, but I assure you that I am true to my word. Examine you options here. By joining us, you have closed other doors. Attending to the tasks I ask is the only way to achieving your goal.

BARLOWEWell, then, I think you need to know that I have been propositioned by this 'other' guild already. Their leader's name is Bodhi, and is without a doubt a vampire. They appear to have made a fortress within the Graveyard District.

ARAN LINVAILBy your certainty, many of her members share her unnatural state. We will need your assistance more greatly than I had thought. Go tonight to the dockside, and find Mook. (gathers some items from a locker) Report to me if anything

happens. The bonus I mentioned. Take these items. (hands items to Barlowe) You will find them useful. I am sure of it. I will set my spies and assassins upon your information to confirm it as well as determine a possible course of attack. Good hunting.

The party moves to the foyer of Aran's antechamber.

YOSHIMOI do not hold out much hope that this will help us. Joining the Shadow Thieves is (pause) is a mistake. It will lead to trouble.

BARLOWEPerhaps, but I will chance that if it helps retrieve Imoen. Do you suspect something?

YOSHIMOI meant nothing. We are perhaps (pause) getting involved where we shouldn't be. That is (pause) well (pause) pay me no mind. I am muddled in my thoughts. We will proceed as you wish to.

The sound of the ocean waves crashing echoes as Yoshimo slowly turns his head away from Barlowe. The scene fades into looking at the dockside of Athkatla from the ocean, and a ship slowly coming into view. Camera sweeps into the roped staircase where the party is making their way to the cargo platform. A woman in black armor approaches the party, and addresses Barlowe.

MOOKTis a grand eve to be sittin' on the docks rank with the smell of fish guts. You must be Barlowe, the one that Aran was gonna send. (extends her hand for a greeting)

BARLOWEThat I am. (accepts her greeting) You must be Mook.

MOOKI am. Bloody fine to have some backup. I've heard a bit about you. Been makin' a name for yourself as an adventurer.

BARLOWEThanks. I do my best, and with good company. (motions to the rest of the party)

MOOKAren't all of you a bit too heroic to be guarding shipments for Aran?

BARLOWE‘Tis merely an errand on the road to our goal of feats to accomplish. What is the situation here?

MOOKThe situation is that I've seen the same man pass near here the past four nights. Becoming short-handed as we have, it has been difficult to determine if he has been garnering our supplies and members. He looked a bit different each time I saw him, but I knew it was the man.

BARLOWEDid you notice anything else odd about him? He could be living here about the fish guts.

MOOKNo. He was casing the area, and studying me with my patrol to try to protect each of the shipments with dwindling help. With this large single shipment, we felt a greater chance of success in re-supplying our guildhalls. Now that you're here to stay with the product, I should be able to learn something from him when next he passes by.

BARLOWESounds like an excellent plan.

MOOKIt shouldn't be too long until he shows up again.

Camera sweeps to one side revealing the approach of a vessel weighing anchor, and tying off onto the platform. Camera rises to the top of the staircase revealing pale legs descending the staircase slowly. After a few steps, the camera moves down the wall to sweep over to Mook, and the party.

MOOKWe've got our answer. Here he comes again. He looks different at night. Kind of creepy, wait here. I'll find out what's going on. (approaches the foot of the staircase) Hail, friend! 'Tis a fine evening for a stroll, no?

LASSALMook (pause) I've been looking for you.

MOOKWho is it that speaks to me like an old acquaintance?

LASSALIt is fitting, Mook, for I have been watching you.

MOOKHave you? What might your purpose be?

LASSALTruly, my beauty, it is time for you to leave this life. Guarding the spoils of another man's crime is no way for a woman to live.

MOOKYou're welcome to your opinion. Perhaps, I choose to stay right where I am.

LASSALChoose not the difficult path, weak one. You will come with me regardless. Expect no help from those dregs there. Their death as written in the stars shall be fulfilled tonight.

MOOKTo me, Barlowe! Treachery is afoot!

Lassal with animalistic motions ensnares Mook within his grasp, and bites deeply into her neck. Barlowe, Yoshimo, Edwin, and Jaheira fire their missile weapons while Minsc charges Lassal. Viconia begins a chant slowly advancing on Lassal. The missile weapons create blotch marks on Lassal, who rips Mook's head from her shoulders dropping the bloody remains to his feet. Minsc swings axe first piercing Lassal's chest, and beats Lassal off the axe with his hammer staggering the creature back a distance. Lassal begins to retreat further back.

LASSALDamn thy souls, upstarts! I'm not finished with you!

Lassal bursts into a cloud of smoke, and floats off away from the platform.

VICONIA(ceases her chant) 'Tis a good thing Aran armed us with blessed ammunition. I was only able to give him an ache to his bones.

JAHEIRA(surveying Mook's remains) Well, we had best oversee Mook's duties until the shipment is secured.

BARLOWEYes, let's get it finished quickly.

Camera pulls back as the dockworkers for the Shadow Thieves begin unloading the vessel. Viconia garners Barlowe's attention to one side of the platform.

VICONIAIt's a strange time along this Sword Coast. The brink of war averted, but the countryside remains hazardous to the citizenry.

BARLOWEWar? What are you talking about, Viconia?

VICONIAThe war your half-brother nearly started. What do you think I was speaking of?

BARLOWEWhy bring it up? I killed Sarevok. His plans for war died with him.

VICONIAPerhaps 'his' war died. That does not mean other conflicts won't arise. Perhaps I ramble on. If you wish, I'll stop bothering you.

BARLOWENo, no. Tell me what have you been up to since all the trouble with Sarevok happened.

VICONIAI have been a lost soul. When your race is used as a bogeyman, it is an up-hill battle to even find a bag of dirt on a stable floor for the night. Children throwing apples, merchants loosing the hounds, hunters with their arrows (pause) and for what? Tales around a dinner table, a few

guffaws at a watering hole? It has been trying past endurance, Barlowe. (heavy sigh)

BARLOWEHow have you survived since you departed Baldur's Gate?

VICONIAI traveled discreetly for a time. I made the attempt to purchase land on the outskirts of Beregost. I dropped your good name whenever necessary to remain on steady footing locally. I remained hooded at all times. It was only a matter of time and materials before I would own my own homestead away from prying eyes. (pause) I was not looking to be a farmer, of course. I just (pause) just wanted a place of my own. Where I could find peace. My neighbor was Roran Midfallow, a stout, sunburned farmer. We spoke often, and I allowed the male to bring me supplies that I needed, but could not acquire. (looks to Barlowe for approval)

BARLOWEGo on, Viconia. Please continue.

VICONIAOver time, we formed an awkward friendship. He did not ask why I wore my hood, and I slowly began to trust him. He wondered, though (pause) that was obvious. The time to reveal myself as Drow came one late afternoon. A warm day, the sun was dappling along the south quarter of his farmland, and I pulled down my hood. He smiled a warm inviting smile. He mentioned that his oldest son, Jiscanan, was busy making a feast to bust the first button, and I was invited. We walked to his farmhouse, where his other son, a surly oaf named Funnard, was sickling quakgrass in the front yard. When I reached the porch of his farmhouse, I learned his true intentions. Somebody hit me in the back of my skull, and the ground rushed up to meet me. I had grown weak in my trust. They chortled as I lost consciousness, saying how easy it had been, and congratulating each other on a fine (pause) a fine catch.

BARLOWEThose are sick and twisted men, Viconia? Don't judge all by the actions of a few.

VICONIAI woke up to searing pain. While unconscious, they had stripped, abused, and tortured me. (pause) Then, tried to

bury their sins. I could see nothin except for the lid of a coffin. They had buried me alive (uneasy pause) a mistake not to kill me outright. The fools knew the name 'Drow', but were ignorant of my true spirit. Pain is the handmaiden of my people. Their tortures were amateurish in comparison. I split the coffin lid, and let the earth in. I clawed to the surface (pause) pain did not slow me (pause) I would not let weakness deter me from vengeance.

BARLOWEWhat did you do then?

VICONIAI took my revenge, Barlowe. I watched their house listening to them celebrate their victory in the midst of drunkenness. I watched, and waited. Jiscanan, the younger son, left to use the outhouse. I jammed a stake in the door trapping him inside. Then, I set the building aflame. (pause) Roran came running, yelling to Funnard. As he stood helpless before the flames, I wrapped a garrote around his neck bringing him to his knees. (pause) I whispered to him of his mistake, and mine. He had underestimated a Drow, and I had trusted foolishly. I tightened the wire until he breathed no more. (pause) I moved to the shadows until the elder son, Funnard, returned with a bucket from the well to find his father's corpse lying before his brother, a smoldering ember. He dropped to his knees in shock, which afforded me a height advantage as I caved his head with a miner's mallet.

BARLOWEI am (pause) I am glad you had your revenge.

VICONIA(looks squarely at Barlowe) I am drow. I let myself be lulled, foolishly. The vengeance was bitter, Barlowe, because my own stupidity had made it necessary.

Scene cuts to Aran's antechamber where he is musing over papers at his desk. Camera pans to the entrance way as the party arrives.

ARAN LINVAILWhat have you to report?

BARLOWE

It went as you expected though I regret to report that Mook was murdered.

ARNA LINVAILThat is (pauses to rise from his desk) unfortunate. She was a friend. I had hoped your support would prevent any deaths. Too many of my people have been killed or gone missing recently.

BARLOWEThe attacker seemed to know her, though she did not know him.

ARAN LINVAILThese events prove what I feared. This rival guild knows our actions well, likely due to the traitors that joined them. You were not the only ones busy last night. Bodhi made a daring attack upon us. My spies who were able to return confirmed your statement regarding her being a vampire, and found a secondary entrance to their lair within the crypts below the Graveyard District. The time has come to strike back to protect our people, and the city she has invaded. (shows the party a map of the catacombs) There you shall find a set of blue doors just north of a spider den. The doors are too heavy for any mortal to open, but the vampires likely pass with ease.

BARLOWEI assume you have some plan other than me banging my head against it?

ARAN LINVAILI shall send a mage to meet you there, and arrange for the doors to be opened. Here, you shall need these stakes if you are to truly finish these creatures. When you have destroyed their evil, return to me, and I will fulfill our bargain. Do this job well, and you may be on your way to see Imoen by the morning. What say you?

BARLOWEI say that you are stalling. You ask more and more, but deliver very little.

ARAN LINVAILI give what I can, and will honor all my pledges. This rival is a very real hindrance, and must be dealt with. I implore you. My intent is genuine. (presents bundle of

stakes to Barlowe) The Graveyard District is not far. Go, and you will see my gratitude when you return. You have my best wishes, Barlowe. I wish you well.

The party moves into the foyer area.

YOSHIMONow we are definitely stepping on some toes. Be careful, Barlowe.

BARLOWEI intend to be. Have you additional concerns?

YOSHIMOI (pause) I do not mean to complicate things. I simply worry as to how many we might find ourselves in conflict with. I do not mean to delay you. We will all do what we must when the time comes.

MINSCWe must hurry, and get to the fighting of greater evils more worthy of my boot print!!

Scene cuts to overlooking the spider den. Camera swings around it revealing the damage from Edwin's conjuring over to a mage with a hulking golem at his side. The party approaches with torches from the darkness.

HAZAt last, you've arrived. This spider hive was starting to make me nervous. Allow me to open these doors for you. (turns to golem) Fleshy! Go forth and open the doors! (waves construct on) Now, you stupid creature! Now! (returns to Barlowe) Barlowe, I trust your party is prepared.

MINSC(raises axe and hammer) Oh, more than ready, little man.

Camera follows in behind the golem to witness the great rumblings of the blue doors being opened. As the dust puffs about with the doors be set wide apart, a gaseous form floats pass the golem, and becomes Lassal.

LASSALFools! The mistress knew you would come. Dare you breach the inner sanctum? I think not! Know that you die for nothing.

Lassal returns to a cloud of smoke as the flesh golem begins fighting invisible warriors. The party along with Haz joins in the battle. As each warrior is slain, their armor and weapon fall into a pile where they stood. As the last warrior is vanquished, three figures emerge from a corridor with the sound of clapping.

TANOVAVery impressive. (ceases clapping) Impressive indeed. You now move from our grim warder knights to the first fledglings of our army of darkest night to squelch the heart of the Shadow Thieves.

Jaheira and Viconia respond by hurling a ball of fire and a sparkling cloud of dust before the fledgling vampyres. Respectively, a man of flames and aerial servant stand before them, and engage them as the flesh golem joins their battle. All but Viconia hurl their missile weapons at the trio of vampyres. Viconia begins a chant, which begins to cause duress to the vampires. The fledgling vampires start to falter as though they were intoxicated. Tanova retreats back down the corridor. Barlowe motions for Yoshimo to get behind a fledgling vampire, and decapitate it. The party makes their way down the hallway finding Tanova conjuring beasts to fight for her. Jaheira casts a spell of her own freezing the animals in place. Barlowe and Minsc charge Tanova who shrieks in fury at Jaheira

TANOVAYou may have thwarted me this time. (gasp) But, it's (gasp) not over!

Tanova puffs into a cloud of smoke, and lingers under a door. Haz motions Fleshy to open the door. Camera pans into the room, and swings to looking down upon a circular pool of flowing blood with three coffins surrounding it. Barlowe opens each coffin until he finds Tanova, and pulls out two stakes. Barlowe drives a stake into her throat and heart at the same time reducing the creature to a pile of ash.

LASSAL(feral howl) You desecrate the inner sanctum! I shall eviscerate you, and create a tapestry from your bone sinew to decorate these walls for the mistress. Now, Barlowe, you shall die!

The floor section beneath Barlowe drops him into a steel room where he faces Lassal. Barlowe frees his sword hand by hurling a stake at Lassal who bats it away from him. Barlowe pulls out the sword given him by Renal Bloodscalp, and starts to move as a spike shoots up through the floor.

LASSAL(hearty laugh) Welcome to your end in the chamber of blood and blades.

BARLOWEDon't think so. (angles blade revealing it's made of silver) Viconia, send down the aerial servant!

Barlowe keeps Lassal at bay with the sword as the aerial servant descends to him. Barlowe motions for the aerial servant to tackle Lassal. As Lassal strikes the floor, spikes skewer through him pinning him to the floor. Lassal unleashes another howling scream disappearing into a cloud of smoke. Camera cuts to the coffin room where a coffin lid has closed on its own power, and Barlowe is returned to the area by the aerial servant. Barlowe opens the closed coffin again, and stakes Lassal for finalities sake. As Lassal's ashes settle to the bottom of the coffin, a great splash demands the party's attention to Bodhi who stands before the doors exiting this chamber.

BODHIMy, my, I had hoped it would not come to this, but you are set in your path. Aren't you?

BARLOWEWhat would you know of my 'path'?

BODHII know about many things, about you, your employers, what they intend. Can you say as much? Do you truly know these people cloaked in shadow?

BARLOWETalk all you want. It will change nothing.

BODHI(slides her hand down her front, and places them on her hips swinging to one side) You may believe what I say or not. I have little concern about the matter. It would seem you are

determined to make a nuisance of yourself regardless. Tell me. Have the Shadow Thieves done more than promise? Have they delivered anything, or have they simply made certain you are always within reach? (grins at the group’s distant looks) I imagine they are confused as to what their goals are. Have they said why they sought your service? Why they offered to help you?

BARLOWEAfter meeting you, I can see why they would need more reliable hands. Yet, their service has not come cheaply. I have paid more than enough for it.

BODHI(tauntingly) Have you? Was the gold so important to them? Or were you being observed, your capabilities mapped, and charted? Ask yourself what you bring to the equation. Gold? Gold is never in short supply for long? Service? Hmmn, possibly, but there are others that would serve as well.

BARLOWEAnd, what would you suggest? That I join you instead?

BODHIOh, no, no, no. I am quite sure this will end in violence. You are too volatile for my purposes. I merely wondered if you knew the extent to which you were being used.

BARLOWEThe Shadow Thieves seem to be honest in their dealings so far.

BODHIDo they really? My, my, are you certain? What if their interest in you was more than simply mercenary? What if they knew full well who you are (taunting pause) and what you are? You look surprised. I know what you are, Child of Bhaal. Irenicus told me. He might have learned more, awakened your power, but the Thieves interrupted him.

BARLOWEWhat do 'you' know of my capture?!

BODHI

I know more than your brain could hold in a lifetime. There is so much beneath your nose. So much you do not see. Why, even Imoen escaped your notice.

BARLOWEThis Irenicus did not seem the type to have anyone close to him. Why were you there?

BODHII was there because I chose to be, the duty of any good 'sister'. Of course, you are not familiar with such virtues, since those around you fail at them so terribly. I grow tired of this conversation. You have asked your questions, and made your threats. I have indulged them both. Now, this will end.

BARLOWESO, you are to destroy me? Has this Irenicus lost interest in me, then?

BODHIOh, no, no, no. There is much to be learned through duress. Such a curiosity you are. Come; let us both learn a thing or two.

With slight of hand, Bodhi swings out her whip snatching hold of Barlowe's sword, and taking it from him. Brandishing Barlowe's sword, Bodhi counters Minsc's attack upon her, and flips him over her out the doorway rendering him unconscious. Fleshy, the man of flame, and the aerial servant surround Bodhi striking her to the ground closing in upon her. They are tossed back away from Bodhi who chuckles as the man of flame falls into the pool of blood being extinguished.

BODHIOh, am I being a killjoy?

Bodhi grabs hold of the aerial servant from behind, and drives Barlowe sword into it. She wiggles her body against the back of the aerial servant in a phallic motion until the aerial servant vanishes in a puff of dust. Edwin and Haz cast several magical bursts of energy at Bodhi with no apparent effect. Jaheira and Barlowe advance on Bodhi while Viconia continues hurling bullets with no apparent effect as well. Bodhi hurls Barlowe's sword into Fleshy's throat halting its motion. As Jaheira and Barlowe reach weapon's

length from Bodhi, Bodhi unleashes a spell knocking all but Barlowe to the opposite side of the room. Barlowe's swing hits Bodhi, and knocks her back a step. They grapple each other hand at wrist. Bodhi reveals her vampyric nature showing her fangs to Barlowe. As she moves to gain leverage to bite deep into Barlowe's neck, Barlowe topples backwards-flipping Bodhi over him splashing into the pool of blood. Bodhi leaps up from it levitating in the air.

BODHIWell, that certainly was (taunting pause) educational. I have seen enough, and am done with you (gives a little purr) for now.

BARLOWEWhat manner of creature are you? Is this all a game to you?

BODHIOoh, perhaps, but games can be deadly serious, especially when I keep the rules to myself. Fight on, and seek your lost Imoen. I have seen what I came to see.

Bodhi dissolves into a cloud of smoke, and whisks past Minsc, who starting to come around. Barlowe reclaims his sword from Fleshy, and begins to clean it. Camera zooms in on the blade. The background sound of the pool of blood fades into the sound of a blade being polished. Camera pulls back to reveal Aran Linvail polishing one of his swords. The party enters his antechamber triggering him to return the sword to its place.

ARAN LINVAILSo you have returned. My advance spies said that you confronted Bodhi in her lair. It must have been a bloody affair.

BARLOWEIt was, though I am more interested in what she had to say.

ARAN LINVAILI see, and what was it she said? I trust you are aware of the deceptive nature of her kind.

BARLOWEThat is why I am asking gently. Why did you attack Irenicus? It was that fight that took Imoen from me.

ARAN LINVAILYou have proven worthy of an explanation. Certainly you have fulfilled all that we have asked, and I shall answer as best I can. It was the Shadow Thieves that attacked Irenicus in Waukeen's Promenade. We have followed you ever since then.

BARLOWEThat explains the hooded figures we saw scattered about his dungeon. If you were not in league with him, why follow us about?

ARAN LINVAILI am sorry I have not been fully honest, but we had to be sure you were not working for him. I assure you that we are still on the same side. We knew of your capture almost as soon as it happened. Very little occurs in this city that we are not aware of. We paid little mind. Even though it was done outside of the Shadow Thieves, we thought that a simple kidnapping was nothing to be concerned of. But, soon afterwards, we started losing people. That was when Bodhi appeared, though we did not know her name at that time. Members were threatened, or seduced into her guild. None were seen again. We still don't know where most are. Even her cadre could not have fed on them all. By chance, a body was found in the sewer, leading us to Irenicus, and his strange dungeon. We battled and lost, but the Cowled Wizards took him as you saw.

BARLOWEWe saw your efforts. It was a slaughter.

ARAN LINVAILWe must take partial responsibility for your loss of Imoen, but our chief concern was Irenicus at the time. We still don't know why he killed our guild members. So, we followed you. You and your friends were the only living thing to emerge from his prison. We watched your every step, and made sure you would be close to us.

JAHEIRASo, why all the money then? Why not just interrogate us?

ARAN LINVAILWe had to be sure. We could not let an enemy into the guild when we are so weakened. In truth, your gold was much needed as well. We thought you could resolve this with

ending his life, and you can. You seek Imoen and Irenicus, and we seek answers. They were taken to the same place, you see. (pause) The Cowled Wizards took them to the one place mages in Athkatla truly fear, a place where their power is stripped and examined, their minds laid open for study. (pause) I have heard it called a 'Residence for the Magically Deviant', but mages just call it Spellhold. It is an asylum, where people are sent to disappear.

BARLOWEWhat sort of place is this that no one knows of it?

ARAN LINVAILYou must realize that it is not as simple as launching an assault. Spellhold is a fortress asylum, designed to hold mages and other (pause) talented people.

YOSHIMOI am certain many are there deservedly. Yes, of that I am certain. Some must deserve it.

BARLOWE(looking at Yoshimo) Perhaps, but that does not mean Imoen should be confined there. Does it?

YOSHIMOI did not mean to suggest anything contrary to what Mr. Linvail is saying. Just that some must deserve it. It seems such a brutal place. Not that I have ever been, but I have heard of some of those confined there, not unlike your Imoen. Can it be so cruel a place?

ARAN LINVAILThe island it is locate on is under its own rule. Even the Cowled Wizards are not certain what becomes of those sent there. No one wanted to be associated with it once it began. It is difficult enough just to book passage. That is what your gold was for. Once on the island, you will be on your own to contend with the asylum defenses, and the pirates that run the place. Return with Imoen as you wish. Kill Irenicus if you can.

BARLOWEIf Irenicus is in the asylum, he is no longer a danger. Right?

ARAN LINVAIL

We are not sure. Spies within the Cowled Wizards tell us that they have not had direct contact with the isle for some time. It is truly a place where the troublesome are forgotten. The incident with Irenicus was to be ignored, lest the people demand more sanctions against mages.

BARLOWEWe are ready to go then. No more time can be wasted. Let's set sail.

ARAN LINVAILExcellent, the ship awaits. Good luck to you. I hope we all find what we're looking for.

Scene cuts to overhead view looking down upon the docks. The party follows Linvail towards a platform. Viconia garners Minsc's attention.

VICONIAMinsc, are those tribal tattoos of significance on your face, or were you knocked unconscious in a nursery where children crafted upon you in hues of blue and purple?

MINSCI do not like your tone, dark elf woman. My face is painted with the marks of a warrior for my Berserker Lodge. Besides my face is handsome. Boo assures me women truly stare at me for my handsomeness.

VICONIA(soft chuckle) I will be sure to avoid blocking the 'vantage of their stares.

The party arrives at a vessel, which appears ready to sail. A man stands at the gangplank awaiting them. A woman comes to the side of Aran Linvail, who addresses the group.

ARAN LINVAILThis shall be your ship to the island. The bulk of your gold purchased your passage as well as the silence of the crew.

SAEMON HAVARIANThough a silence more symbolic than anything as you may well find my men a boisterous lot at all hours. I encourage general revelry.

ARAN LINVAILThe personal habits of the crew are your business, Captain. Just as long as they perform as they should, and deliver my people in good time.

SAEMON HAVARIANNever a fear nor worry should cross your thoughts this eve, m' Lord. I have traveled this sea a good many times, and I foresee no troubles.

ARAN LINVAILThen, let us proceed to introductions. Barlowe, this is Captain Saemon Havarian. He and his ship will. (pause) Mr. Havarian, what is your ship called?

SAEMON HAVARIANAhh, the names changes as do the winds, mainly as I never seem to affix the plate with the proper resin. She is the Galante for now, until whim takes me elsewhere. As for the voyage, heed my words, Barlowe, as there are dangers to the sea you may not be aware of.

BARLOWEI am all ears, captain. Yours is the voice of experience, and I will listen.

SAEMON HAVARIANA sudden squall or hidden reef could prove deadly to the unwary. Though, we are more likely to encounter pirates of ill repute.

ARAN LINVAILThat is why I have included some protection for this voyage.

SAEMON HAVARIANProtection? I was not aware of such plans. The captain should be consulted on all such matters.

ARAN LINVAILCertainly. I am providing an extra crewmember, one that will attempt to improve the overall safety of the voyage. (gestures to the woman at his side) This is Sime, and she will be staying very close to you, Saemon Havarian. For your safety, of course.

SAEMON HAVARIANOf course.

SIMEI shall make certain that, should we be surprised at sea, death will not come from a surprise source. Do I make myself clear?

SAEMON HAVARIANAs clear as clear could be, m' Lady, though I am not sure I approve of your tone. I assure you nothing untoward will happen during our crossing.

ARAN LINVAILSime shall also advise you, Barlowe. She is acquainted with a few of the inhabitants of the island.

SAEMON HAVARIANThen, we are fully staffed, and ready to sail. Best that we get underway as soon as possible. Disembark, m' Lord, and we shall away. Hold fast, the journey begins.

Scene cuts to oceanside view of the Galante making for the open seas with the sails being pulled high upon the masts to catch the winds. As the ship nears the edge of camera frame, camera pans into the reflections of the waves, and flashes to a tube of water, which feeds into a glass chamber with Imoen inside it. Camera pulls back, and pans revealing a laboratory with other glass chambers containing Shadow Thieves as well. Irenicus enters the floor walking straight to Imoen.

IRENICUSAwaken, child. It is time for another (pause) test.

IMOEN(distressed) Please (pause) I can't take this.

IRENICUSPatience, Imoen. Soon it will all end.

SHADOW THIEFNo! Don't do this! I don't wanna die.

IRENICUSSilence, dog! You 'have' no purpose, but to die by my hand.

Irenicus begins casting an intricate spell, which forms waves of light and energy around him. Irenicus hurls this

energy out at the glass chambers with each of the thieves dying in a puff of smoke in sequence to Imoen passing out within her chamber.

IRENICUSYou are nearly ready for her, Imoen. My sister will be pleased.

Scene fades to Barlowe looking at the ocean aboard the Galante. Yoshimo approaches him, and leans back against the railing.

YOSHIMOTell me, how did you get into adventuring? It is a dangerous business, as you well know. Any one of us could die without even a moment's notice.

BARLOWEI did not so much get into adventuring as it was forced upon me.

YOSHIMOForced upon you? What do you mean?

BARLOWEA man, who was looking to kill me, killed my stepfather. It was Imoen and I with no place to call home when I started on this road.

YOSHIMOTell me more about this man who killed your stepfather.

BARLOWEHis name was Sarevok. He was obsessed with the power of our father, and wished to kill me to prevent me from taking it.

YOSHIMOWho was your father?

BARLOWEYou wouldn't believe me if I told you.

YOSHIMOI have seen many strange things here in this land. I have very little incredulity left in my mind.

BARLOWE

As you wish, my father is the dead god, Bhaal. He had premonitions of his death before the Time of Troubles, and arranged to have children. Sarevok and myself were the only two that I know of.

YOSHIMOBhaal? The god of murder?

BARLOWEYes.

YOSHIMOBut, there could be others? Other children of Bhaal?

BARLOWEWhy the sudden interest in Bhaal?

YOSHIMOIt is an interesting fate. I wish to hear more.

BARLOWEThen, in answer to your question, yes. There could be other children of Bhaal. I know of none personally, but never gave it any thought 'til now.

YOSHIMOYou haven't? Very interesting. We now have something to think on. Thank you.

Yoshimo walks off as Barlowe returns his look to the sea. After a few moments, Barlowe heads towards the entrance to the lower decks. Jaheira opens the door being startled by Barlowe standing just beyond it.

JAHEIRAIt has been a very long time since I have been this far south. I remember seeing Gorion here once. He looked so out of place away from his den of scrolls and tomes. Hmmm... Seems I cannot help, but speak of the dead lately. I did not wish to cause you any distress.

BARLOWEI do not remember Gorion with sadness, despite his end.

JAHEIRAThat is good. He would not have wished his memory to cause pain. I like to think the same is true of Khalid.

BARLOWEI think you are right. It is a shame when the dead take the living with them.

JAHEIRAGorion said he carried much of those that had died. He wished I would not shoulder such a weight, but if I must, it should be in a sturdy pack not loose in my arms.

BARLOWE(soft chuckle) So it would be behind you, but still with you, and not obscure your vision.

JAHEIRATrue... true enough. You are wise to see as such. Well... enough of this for now. Talk such as this can get maudlin if indulged too often. I have a... a good feeling from this though.

Barlowe continues to the lower deck, and finds Edwin seated at a table with the Nether Scroll laid out before him. Barlowe has a seat to one side of him acrosst the table.

EDWINAhhh, HA! I understand it! (looks at Barlowe) Sorry to bother your petty concerns, but I have translated some of the Nether Scroll. (whispered tone as he rolls the scroll up) Hmmm, ancient magic at my fingertips, and more yet to decipher. It has been a good day. (normal tone looking at Barlowe) What are you staring at? I've had my say. Back to your little quest or whatever.

Edwin rises from the table, and leaves Barlowe at the table. Viconia approaches Barlowe from the cook’s area with an extra plate of food, and set it before him.

VICONIAHere, Barlowe, something palatable to nourish you while we begin this long wait seems in order.

BARLOWEThanks, but what do you mean by 'long' wait?

VICONIAI spoke with Saemon, and found this a five and a half day journey. To me, below deck is a welcome break from the

burning of the sun. (pause) I wish to (pause) to apologize for attempting to unburden myself upon you before. I was foolish to be so weak in Beregost, and worse yet to speak to you about it.

BARLOWETalking is no weakness, Viconia. You went through a horrid experience.

VICONIAI have had nothing but ill encounters with surfacers since I fled Beregost. Their constant spite burns within my soul. I spit upon them. Oloth plynn nina! My entire existence has been thus since I fled the Underdark. Surfacers hate the Drow without relent, and I erred in thinking otherwise even for a moment.

BARLOWENot everyone hates the Drow so completely, Viconia. I don't think you're so terrible.

VICONIAYou would think me terrible enough, abbil, if you knew enough about me. I am Drow. Make no mistake about that.

BARLOWETrue, but I think you've learned something since you fled the Underdark.

VICONIAWhat may that be, Barlowe?

BARLOWETrust is earned, and happens naturally because you do the things you normally wouldn't do.

VICONIA(scoffing laugh) You might be correct in that, Barlowe. We may learn more over time, abbil.

Scene fades to Barlowe resting on a bed in the foyer of Candlekeep's library. Irenicus walks across the foyer to the foot of the bed.

IRENICUSStand. (Barlowe opens his eyes, and rises from the bed to his feet) You rest each night uneasy. Yes, you are weary.

You struggle daily. It will not end you know. Not until you acknowledge what you are. (Irenicus bids Barlowe follow him through the door out to the courtyard) You walk as a mortal, taking no advantage from your heritage, from your talents within. So many things of flesh are greater than you.

The waters of the fountain diminish, and become the forms of a Balor demon and Barlowe. The clone swings at the creature with his sword as the creature slices at him. The Balor grasps Barlowe's clone tightly about his waist, and hurls him against the stonewall. There is a look of despair on the clone's face as he acquiesces defeat. The demon hurls a great fiery blast exploding the clone. The demon transforms back into the water of the fountain.

IRENICUSSee the strength of these beasts that are less than you, and how easily you fell to their muscle and skill. Why do you stand for this? Why do you submit to the flesh, when death is bred in your bones? (facing Barlowe) Do you realize the power you might hold? (Irenicus looks at Barlowe's hands, which have a fiery aura about them) When the world of flesh is beneath you, even creatures mysterious and magical will fall before you!

Irenicus directs Barlowe to attack the vampire, mind flayer, and lich who've emerged from the waters of the fountain. Barlowe charges the vampire striking it furiously until one hand punches through the creature engulfing it in flames. The mind flayer waves its tentacles hungrily as a mind blast it deflected by a swing of Barlowe's hand. The Illithid reaches out with its tentacles for Barlowe's skull. Barlowe grasps the tentacles with both hands, and lurches the creature from its feet slamming it to the ground. Camera zooms in on Barlowe as he gives a firm tug throwing the tentacles over his shoulder. The lich has the glow of an aura about him, and slowly advances on Barlowe. Barlowe's eyes begin to glow, and he moves through the words & motions of sending spells against the lich. The lich reacts with each strike until he reaches Barlowe. Upon whence, Barlowe grabs the creature's face with one hand, and strikes the body with the other separating it to its death. Barlowe begins to laugh as he turns to find Irenicus standing before the great doors of the Candlekeep library looking upon him.

IRENICUS

Follow, and receive the gift you are owed by the blood in your veins. (pause) Follow, if only to protect the weak that fell because of you.

Irenicus lifts a hand, which calls forth Imoen to materialize between him and Barlowe. Irenicus reveals a sword, and swings it as to behead Imoen. Scene cuts to Barlowe springing up in his bed exhilarated.

BARLOWENo!

Scene fades to Barlowe looking out at the ocean in the night's brisk air. Jaheira approaches Barlowe appearing a bit shaken as well.

BARLOWEYour dreams proving a bit ugly? Mine are like that sometimes as well.

JAHEIRAI suppose they would. You have lost people as well. How do you deal with (pause) watching them in your mind over and over? I did not see Khalid's death, but I feel it.

BARLOWEYou feel terrible, but you still feel. It should not consume you.

JAHEIRA'Lest it consume your memories, and you are left with just the sadness'. From Alaundo? Gorion taught you from the same book I learned from. He was wise in this. Yes, well, we should be going back to rest. I am fine now. Thank you.

Barlowe returns his look back out to the sea as the scene dissolves into the sun shining through the sails. Camera pans back down to the deck to reveal Edwin comparing a scroll in one hand to the Nether Scroll in the other.

EDWINYes, this indicates that. This gathers the appropriate energies. Yes. (cutoff by the crow's nest)

CROW'S NESTLand hoe! Off the starboard side! We're halfway to Brynnlaw! Land hoe!

The rest of the party hurries onto the deck, and are greeted by Saemon.

SAEMON HAVARIANHoe, now land lovers, it's merely a land call to see if we need to waive to, but we don't. We're still just under three days out from the isle.

BARLOWEWell, to keep confusion to a minimal, would you notify us personally when we're in sight of the isle?

SAEMON HAVARIANAye, can do that quite easily, m' Lord.

EDWINAh, yes! I have done it. Now, you all can witness the power I have unlocked from the Nether Scroll. (foreign dialect) Hear me energies of light and dark. Gather around me, and bring forth the power of Nether within. Gift me with the power of the ages.

As Edwin's voice falls silent, an aura builds around him shimmering in colors, and brightens as his features begin to change. His beard recedes within the cowl of his hood, while his height lessens a little with his girth changing to that of a woman. The next words from his mouth triggers laughter for all who witnessed his change.

EDWINAThis is blasphemy! An outrage against nature, and order! I must redouble my efforts to cancel the hideous, and deforming nature of this Nether scourge. (grabs the scrolls again quickly, and utters a reversal of the spell with no success) What! Nothing! This is shameful, and revolting! What are you pie-eyed vagrants gawking at? Staring at me with a plebian vandal's charm! This is beyond treachery!

BARLOWE(settles his laughing) He-he-he, looks like you're in some trouble, Edwin. By the way, you've got a nice set of tits there.

EDWINAWhat! How dare you, scoundrel! Gawking at my mantle! (looking at her chest) Hey, they aren't that bad come to

think of it. (Edwina freezes for a moment, and verifies her genitals) Wait a moment. What happened to my? (Edwina sinks to her knees) Oh no. No. NO! (Edwina holds back tears, and rises to her feet) Woman or not, my spell throwing is unparalleled, and will bring the wrath of cleansing hellfire upon any of you should the mood move me!

Scene and laughter fade into the splashing of the ocean waves. The waves change from the reflections of the day to the incandescence of the moon upon the water. Camera pans up from the waves to the approaching ship, and zooms in on a window revealing it to be the dining hall within the ship. All of the party but Viconia is gathered at a table dining. Viconia enters the room quite exasperated.

VICONIAI have been thinking a little as I feel the stare of these sailors. I have been thinking of the time I have spent with rivvil, the humans, and have found nothing redeeming or worthwhile in them.

JAHEIRAHmph, we are meant to find this a revelation, coming from you? It might surprise you to find that most would consider you without redeeming qualities either, drow.

VICONIAIf I require commentary from you, mongrel, I would tug on your collar or blow a dog whistle to gain your attention. My words were for Barlowe, and Barlowe alone.

JAHEIRAYet, you speak them loudly enough for everyone to hear. Perhaps a little longer attached to that stake might have improved your outlook.

VICONIAIt was plenty to reduce my already poor view of rivvin, half-breed, which were my words to Barlowe. Resume chewing cud, and allow me to converse with him.

BARLOWE(raises a hand giving Jaheira cause to hold) You shouldn't judge all humans by the actions of a few, Viconia.

VICONIA

No? Shall I not judge them by the farmer in Beregost, or by the fanatics who would have burned me alive, or by the countless peasants who have hunted me? Name me one surface dweller who has treated me with ANY civility!

BARLOWEFirst, it is very easy to remember the wrongs done to us because they make a quick, lasting impact. As to your query, well, what about me for instance?

VICONIAYou?! You gather fools like moths to a flame, and wander without any knowledge of real experience. What do you know, moronic jaluk? I take my leave!

Viconia takes her food, and departs the room. Scene fades to Barlowe standing at the aft of the ship looking at the horizon left behind. Jaheira approaches him.

JAHEIRAA copper for your thoughts, you are looking rather pensive tonight. Doubts about your current path perhaps?

BARLOWEPerhaps, though I have little choice in changing where I am bound.

JAHEIRAIs that your feeling? I was taught we all had choice, but then, the great cycle likely did not count on divine interference. You must feel pressures that I do not.

BARLOWEOn occasion, there are a great many things pulling me to one side or another.

JAHEIRAAh, I understand. Most of us would tend towards equilibrium. It would require effort to pull in one direction or another. But, you are pulled from the start, with balance being the difficult path. It is the same with nature when civilization intrudes.

BARLOWEAnd, what has been the solution there?

JAHEIRASolution?

BARLOWEThere has to come a time when things must end, for better or worse.

JAHEIRAAye, but who knows when such an end will come. We work for balance in case the final count is taken today. Live each day as the last, just in case it is. 'The present will pass by if you live in the past. Neither should you wait too long for the future to find you'. (puzzled look on her face) Who said this? It was (pause) Khalid. He did not dwell on things, and wished I would not either. I wonder what. (awkward pause) Now look, foolish things are in my head. Still, having these talks make me feel better.

BARLOWEI presume it a good time to try, and get some sleep.

Barlowe, and Jaheira make for the door to the lower decks. Viconia opens the door, and makes eye contact with Barlowe. She looks down for a moment, and returns her eyes to Barlowe.

VICONIAI have acted (pause) poorly towards you. I (pause) I wish to apologize.

BARLOWEYou? Apologize? The great and haughty Viconia apologize?

VICONIACertainly, make fun if wish, but you (pause) did not deserve my insults. You are the only surfacer who has treated me fairly, and not demanded something in return. You (pause) you are not too bad to travel with. For a lowly male, that is.

BARLOWEI accept your apology, Viconia, even with that last bit at the end.

VICONIAYes. So, it must take a driven man to lead his life always on the road.

BARLOWEI had little choice in the beginning, Viconia.

VICONIAPerhaps so, but you dealt with Sarevok long ago, didn't you? What impelled you to continue your travels? No doubt the citizens of Baldur's Gate welcomed you.

BARLOWEI might have stayed, but Baldur's Gate probably wasn't right for me. Besides, I still have questions that must be answered.

VICONIAYes. You have a god's restless blood, a wondrous heritage. Chaos fills your life from one moment to the next, stirred by your potency.

BARLOWEYes, I've grown rather fond of it. Few men have my advantages.

VICONIAThat is what I like to hear. Such words display your virility, and stir my passions. I suddenly have fond images of a half-god's strong hand stroking my dark skin.

BARLOWEIf you like, I could make that fantasy of yours come true.

VICONIA(shocked expression) Hah! A lowly jaluk? Touching me? You are but a slurppin' wael, and I recoil from your male weakness. (halts for a moment) Again, I hurl fiery insults at you.

JAHEIRAYou spit venom in so many directions, drow. I find it surprising that you think none would fall on him. Perhaps you think your motives are not transparent.

VICONIAAs transparent, perhaps as your need to muscle your way into the business of others. You have the temperament of a high-strung poodle, druid. I find it surprising that your husband lived as long as he did.

JAHEIRAUtter his name not, drow. I'll not have you defile his memory, I warn you.

VICONIAYour memory of him seems selective and short, but I remember him well. A bag on his head and I might have shown him what pleasures he was missing by (cutoff by Jaheira)

JAHEIRAEnough! Khalid would never. I would never! Enough! I will not tolerate this. I swear I will kill you! (Barlowe physically intercedes)

VICONIACalm yourself, half-elf. You earned this anger by disrupting my words to Barlowe. I was simply saying that I regret my earlier words to him, and I regret little. (Jaheira continues below deck)

BARLOWEDon't worry about it, Viconia. I presume your feelings are a tumble because this is your first sea ride. The motion of the boat, and salt air can get to you quickly.

VICONIAPerhaps, that is so. Understand, Barlowe, I have not been on the surface for all that long. Sometimes I forget that things here are different from the world I once knew. I have toyed with your feelings unfairly, placing you down with the other males I have known. You have not been like them. It was wrong of me.

BARLOWEI guess it's understandable. Don't worry about it.

VICONIAWhat, no hatred or righteous indignation? Such meekness is pathetic and weak, Barlowe. If you showed anger, I would expect such, and accept it. This (pause) acceptance of yours is much more difficult to take. But, I suppose I should be grateful for it. Let us continue on our way before I retch out of pure disgust.

Barlowe and Viconia pass to the lower decks. Scene fades to Saemon Havarian walking along the party's cabins knocking on the doors.

SAEMON HAVARIANLand hoe! Gather topside for your departure.

Scene cuts to the main mast having the sail reeled in. Camera pans to where the party has gathered next to Saemon Havarian.

SAEMON HAVARIANWe have arrived, and in good time, I might add. Congratulatory remarks for the crew, and to our visitors for their delightful company.

YOSHIMOWe had to make the best of it. I, myself, managed to win a fair amount of coin from your crew. They seemed to think they were the only ones who knew how to play cards, oddly.

SIMEA particular congratulations to you, captain. It was fortunate you distracted those other ships we saw in the distance. Your signals in the night, were they some type of warning?

SAEMON HAVARIANYes, well, I thought they might be pirates. So, I merely displayed a series of lights that mirrored their own. I wished to appear as though I was one of their own.

SIMEAgain, my compliments. It did seem that they truly believed your signal meant there would be trouble if they attacked.

SAEMON HAVARIANIt merely proves how short of wit they can be. One must always be a step ahead of their adversaries.

YOSHIMOAnd, a step behind their friends. I trust no more will happen to hamper our success.

SAEMON HAVARIANI have done what I can as Captain, and as compatriot. I can do no more. Regardless, we have arrived. I leave you to

your mission, whatever it may be. It has been a pleasure sailing in your company, but now, I take my leave.

Saemon disembarks from the ship while Sime gathers with the party.

SIMEI do not trust this pirate, Barlowe. His manner is that of a fool, but his behavior during the voyage betrays a cunning mind beneath.

BARLOWEHe has delivered us as promised. There are more important things to worry about.

SIMEAgreed. Be prepared. This place is dangerous enough even without my suspicions of Saemon.

The party prepares their weapons, and make for the gangplank. Sime halts at the foot of the plank.

SIMESomething appears to be bothering Saemon. See what he wants, Barlowe.

As Sime is left behind at the gangplank, Saemon approaches the party with a disturbed look on his face.

SAEMON HAVARIANI fear I cannot allow you to leave my presence just yet. While I must admit to a certain fondness for you all, I have little choice in what I must do.

BARLOWEI do not like the tone of your voice. What do you intend?

SAEMON HAVARIANMy apologies, as I said. This was not my intention at all, but one must do what good business dictates.

YOSHIMOGood business? What is this? (three clouds of smoke descend behind Saemon) Are we all to be slaughtered together? If my life is forfeit, how soon for you’re?! Think on this! (brandishes his katana)

SAEMON HAVARIAN(takes a step back) I stress to you, sir that I have done what I must, just as you will continue to do. You will continue. Do you hear? You will recognize those that face you now. I do hope they make short work of this encounter. I have no tolerance for violence, really.

MINSCAll good peoples hang their head in shame! We are betrayed! (hurls a throwing axe at Saemon) The sailor man brings vampires back amongst us. (Saemon dodges axe by stepping through a portal of his creation) There shall be a mighty reckoning for this!!

Valen soars low through the air tackling Barlowe thru the party bringing him to the ground on his back. Parisa and Hareishan advance on the party as Valen begins wrestling with Barlowe

HAREISHANThe cattle is left for our meal.

PARISAYes, you will all fall in the end. Tonight!

Edwina casts a spell summoning a pack of wolves that leap upon Parisa and Hareishan. Sime begins hurling vials at Valen, which wound her grievously. Viconia begins chanting to disorient Parisa and Hareishan. Minsc pulls Sarevok's sword from his back, and charges Hareishan. Jaheira summons insects to envelope Parisa. As Valen recoils from her pains, Barlowe pulls his sword, and decapitates her dropping her body into a pile of ash. Parisa and Hareishan are quickly overwhelmed, and defeated escaping as clouds of smoke.

Sime approaches the party, and addresses them.

SIMEIt seems our gold secured us to the island unharmed. You will need to search this place for an Inn called The Vulgar Monkey. My contact here is a man by the name of Sanik. He provides supplies to the asylum, and may have a way for you to gain entrance in his place. I will scout the outskirts of this town, and make my way to there (points to the plateau just before the mountain upon which looms the

steeples of Spellhold). Meet me there tomorrow afternoon whether you're ready to enter or not.

BARLOWEWhat do you mean or not?

SIMEIf anything goes wrong, you will need to rec-in-noiter on your own, and we can compare information to formulate a new plan of attack.

BARLOWEVery well, see you there.

They move off their separate ways. The party moves about the celebrating pirates, fisherman, and fishwives along the dock area. Scene flashes to party walking past a courtesan’s guildhall with men and women outside it teasing sailors of both genders. Camera pans along to a duel being initiated. The two men exchange rapid blows until one is run through to his death. Camera moves up a staircase, and rises to see a hanging sign with the image of a monkey holding a beer in one paw, his tail in the other, flashing its backside. The party enters this establishment being greeted by the sounds of merry making, and drinking. As the party enters the table area, a distinguished man in silk robes seated at the side of the bar catches Barlowe's eye. Barlowe motions for everyone to spread out a bit amongst the crowd. Viconia stays near Barlowe with her hood pull forward. Barlowe approaches the man.

SANIKGreetings, friend, I am Sanik. You must be new to fair Brynnlaw. Whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?

BARLOWEI am Barlowe. I've just recently arrived from Athkatla.

SANIKWelcome then. There will soon be a vacancy here in town for I intend to leave at the earliest opportunity.

BARLOWEI was told that you might be able to provide information for me.

SANIK

That depends on what it is that you wish to know. I am but a simple merchant and trader.

BARLOWEDo you trade with the Asylum?

SANIKSpellhold? I supply them with their basic needs such as food, and spell components. Some sort of magic is being planned for the place. The orders have recently increased many folds.

BARLOWEI need to gain entrance to the place. Do you have any idea how I might do so?

SANIKPerhaps so, if the need is true. There is little to worry about for I must vacate the town very soon.

BARLOWEFrom what do you flee?

SANIK'Flee' is not a word I like. It is merely a misunderstanding with the local Guild mistress. My fiancé (sound of a portal dominates the room) What in the? Is someone behind me? (turns to see an assassin) What treachery is this? Who are you?

ASSASSINHello Sanik. The Lady Galvena sends her greeting. She dislikes being crossed.

SANIKYou!? The girl is free, and you have no claim on her. Leave us be!

ASSASSINFree? Hardly. The Lady will not brook her property being stolen. You shall pay for your theft.

SANIKSpeak not of my Claire as if she is an object. She is no longer Galvena's lackey! She is my love, and free of your foul touch.

ASSASSINHah! A romantic, eh? Perhaps your death will serve some bard well.

The assassin fires an arrow into Sanik's throat, and before he can gag, incinerates him where he stood.

ASSASSINAs for you, being friendly with Galvena's enemy makes you her enemy too. Die fool!

As he fires another arrow, Viconia hurls her mace smashing the arrow out of the air, and knocking the bow from his hands. Yoshimo attacks the assassin from behind backstabbing him to his end. Edwin approaches the bar from another side.

INNKEEPERBy Umberlee's teat! Who does Galvena think she is? Assassinations in the Vulgar Monkey! That uppity wench!

BARLOWEWe almost had the information we needed!

EDWINAThe assassin could have waited ten seconds, and we'd of cared less. Innkeep! What do you know of this man's death?

INNKEEPERHuh? What do you care? You've only just met him.

BARLOWEThat is my business. Who was the assassin, and why did he perform this deed?

INNKEEPERAye, if only to teach the woman to keep her affairs out of my tavern, I will tell you what I know. Lady Galvena, the mistress of the local Courtesan’s Guild, sent the assassin. You can see how, in a port full of sailors, such an undertaking would bring the woman power and wealth.

EDWINASo much is obvious. What disagreement did she have with Sanik?

INNKEEPER

Sanik, the fool, fell in love with one of Galvena's girls, Claire, and she with him. He took her from the guild house, and proclaimed her his wife. Galvena is a harsh woman. She considers the courtesans her property. She accused Sanik of theft, and he scorned her in public. The whole town knows of it. This, then, was Galvena's reply. I suspect that the girl, Claire, suffers even as we speak.

BARLOWESanik was my contact in Brynnlaw. Who else could tell me how to get into the Asylum?

INNKEEPERIf you're sure that Sanik knew how then perhaps he told his young bride. I don't see how you can ask her now, though.

VICONIAWhere would they have taken her? (the whole party is gathered at the bar)

INNKEEPERThe Guild has a house on the west side of Brynnlaw. Customers who pay well can conduct their business in a bedroom within the Guild house. I suspect Galvena has already taken the girl there to be punished.

BARLOWEI thank you for your assistance.

INNKEEPERAs you like.

Camera cuts to EXT of the Guild house where a male and female courtesan touch up their appearance. As the party moves into view, the woman advances on Barlowe.

COURTESAN ROSAA fine evening to ye. (runs her hands acrosst Barlowe's chest) Would ye care for a decent night o' pleasure in me arms? (Jaheira & Viconia fixate angry eyes on Rosa) 'Tis only a meager cost, for so (uses her hands to point out her shapeliness) much, aye?

BARLOWEHmmn, I might be up for that. What do you have in mind?

COURTESAN ROSA

Me name's Rosa. I could take ye up to me chambers in the guild house, sire, and show ye the skills that makes me in such demand. Fer just a small fee, mind ye.

BARLOWEWhat kind of 'small fee' are we talking about?

COURTESAN ROSAWell, heh (snuggles up to Barlowe) I be a girl o' no mean skill, if ye know what I mean. For 100 gold pieces, I could show ye a pleasant time ye won't soon forget, m' Lord.

BARLOWEFine. (opens his pouch) Here's 100 gold pieces. Let's go to your room in the guild house, then.

COURTESAN ROSARight-o. Follow me, then, deary. (looks over the rest of the party) It isn't far from here. Your friends can come too, if they like to watch, or pick up when you're sated.

The group makes their way in the door of the guild house. Scene cuts to INT of Rosa's room, which is decorated with a king-sized oak bed, and a bearskin rug at the foot of it. The group enters the room, and spread out a little bit. Rosa moves to her bed, and waves her arms out.

COURTESAN ROSAAlright sire. We're here. How's about slipping out of that armor?

JAHEIRAHow 'bout we don't?

BARLOWEYou can keep the money. Tell me where I can find Claire.

COURTESAN ROSAClaire? Is that what this be all about? (crosses her arms) Hmph, well, I don't know how ye plans to pass the guards, but I've no objection to ye trying to help the poor lass. Claire should be in one of the cells past the door at the end of the hall. The guards won't let ye in there, and I've no idea where the key might be except with Miss Galvena. (moves to side of bed) If yer plannin' on shedding blood, though, ye'll excuse me if I hide under the bed, and pray ye kills Miss Galvena while yer at it. G'luck.

BARLOWEOkay, Jaheira use your pixie dust spell. This will allow Yoshimo and I to get into position to take care of the guards. Edwin, do you have the spell for opening locks?

EDWINHmph, I do not need such a spell, when I can summon an Ogre Berserker to do my bidding. (under his breath) A loyal simian is always best summoned.

BARLOWEMuch too noisy as he'd probably have to tear apart the door just to get in. (pulls out rope) Once we're in the hall, Yoshimo and I will head up the hall to take the guards. I will take the guard nearest the first torch we come to, Yoshimo. My signal will be the torch going out.

YOSHIMOWhen the torch goes out, slit his throat. Yes?

BARLOWEYes. Alright, Jaheira toss it about us.

Jaheira casts the spell with the party disappearing in its wake. The door to the hall opens, and slowly closes. Camera moves down the hall to find the guards to either side of a door on one wall. An apparent guard comes out of the door at the end of the hall, locks it, and is saluted by the two already in the hall. He passes between them, and closes that door. A few moments later, the torch goes out. Barlowe and Yoshimo appear each with a hand over the mouth of their victim, and a dagger in the throat. They lower their victims to the ground.

BARLOWEYoshimo, get the others, and bring them hear. I'll take care of their superior officer.

YOSHIMOAs you wish.

Barlowe cautiously opens the door to find the captain has removed his helmet and cloak, but is still working on removing his armor. Barlowe stealthily advances on the captain until he is within arm's length from him. The captain unhooks his breastplate finally, and starts to swing

it off him. Barlowe ducks avoiding it, and then, backstabs the captain grabbing hold of his mouth with his free hand. Scene cuts to hallway where Barlowe exits the door as the party arrives. Barlowe unlocks the door to unleash the sounds of Galvena yelling at Claire.

GALVENAFor your actions, which have brought shame upon you and discredited me, a sentence of death shall be imposed on you, Claire.

CLAIREPlease! I have served you for years. Why could you not let me go? (begins crying while the party advances to the open area surrounded by cell doors)

GALVENASilence! The punishment is severe, and immediate. An example shall be made of you as was made of your (taunting pause) 'husband', Sanik. I should think that (cutoff by Vadek)

VADEKGalvena! We have guests.

GALVENA(turns to see the party) Hmmn, so we do. Who are you? Where are my useless guards?

YOSHIMOYour men are indisposed, good woman. Hand over the girl without a fuss, and you just might avoid any unpleasantries. Although that is, of course, up to Barlowe.

GALVENAThe girl is soon to be dead, and regardless, is my property. You have no claim to her.

BARLOWEThe claim is information that her husband was unable to give me thanks to you. Besides, people are not property. Free her, or face my wrath.

GALVENAHow bold. Vadek, what do you make of this?

VADEK

Arrogance is a common trait among the dregs of adventuring.

GALVENAWell put! I would say a lesson in humility is in order. Vadek, begin the lesson.

VADEKWith pleasure!

Vadek steps past Galvena, and unleashes a column of flame trying to scorch the party. All duck, and roll avoiding the conflagration. Viconia casts a spell summoning an aerial servant. Jaheira casts one summoning a flaming man. Edwina hurls magical orbs striking Vadek. Galvena summons an aerial servant of her own. Barlowe and Yoshimo fire arrows into the knees of Vadek toppling him to the ground. Minsc swings Sarevok's sword at Galvena knocking her to one side as her aerial servant is brutalized by Jaheira and Viconia's summonings. Minsc nears a fury as he slices away at Galvena until she moves no more. Minsc pants almost devilishly standing over Galvena's body. Vadek and Galvena's aerial servant breath their last breathe. Barlowe cautiously approaches Minsc.

BARLOWEMinsc? (touches Minsc's arm) Minsc, give me the sword. Please?

MINSC(looks at the sword a moment, and hands it to Barlowe) Forgive me, Barlowe. Minsc and Boo were caught up in my berserker rage. I could not help myself.

BARLOWEThat's okay, Minsc. I know Rosa will be very grateful.

Barlowe straps the sword in its scabbard acrosst his back, and looks in the opened cell door to see Claire wiping the tears from her face. She looks up to Barlowe.

CLAIREOh, thank you! She was going to kill me. Did Sanik send you? I must go, and find him.

BARLOWE(places his hands on her shoulders) No. I'm sorry to say that Galvena had Sanik killed. I saw the whole thing.

CLAIRE(her eyes water up again, and she sets her head against Barlowe's chest) Killed! No. (sob) No. (sob) Why did she have to? (sob) I'm sorry. (sniffles, and returns her eyes to Barlowe's) I suspected that she might have killed him, but I didn't want to believe it. He was going to take me away from all of this. But, now.

BARLOWEI'm very sorry. Do you have anywhere to go to?

CLAIREThe captain of Sanik's vessel, Golin, is a good man. He would offer me safety.

BARLOWESanik's captain? Mayhaps he will have the information that I seek. Where can we find him?

CLAIREHe will be near the docks. I shall take you to him. Come.

The sound of a bell rings in the sound of the ocean as the scene dissolves to EXT on the docks of Brynnlaw in the warm sunlight. Golin is pacing before the gangplank to his vessel. Claire leads the party right to Golin.

CLAIRECaptain Golin? Is that you?

GOLINClaire? We've been searching all over for you since Sanik was murdered last night. Are you alright? Who have you brought with you?

CLAIREI'm okay now. Galvena nearly killed me to make an example to the other girls. This is the group of adventurers who saved me.

GOLINThen, we are in your debt. Thank you, friends, for saving Claire. Is there anything we can do to repay you? If Sanik were still alive he would offer you his life.

EDWINA

We are not in the habit of performing public services. The fact that we rescued the girl deserves compensation. Don't you agree?

GOLINCertainly! Please take this gold. It is all that I have, but I offer it with pleasure.

BARLOWE(after a dirty look at Edwina) One more thing, do you know how I might enter the Asylum? A friend is trapped within, and must be saved. Sanik was going to tell me, but was slain by Galvena's assassin.

GOLINSpellhold? Well now, I'm not sure you would eve want to get in there. People that go in don't usually come back out again. But, I see that you are determined. So be it. I'll say what I know, though it won't be of tremendous help. Only two kinds of people get in there, Cowled Wizards and 'deviants', people with special conditions of the mind.

BARLOWETell me about the Cowled Wizards.

GOLINThere's really only one representative of the Cowled Wizards here outside Spellhold. He's long since given up their rigid discipline. This place doesn't suit it. His name is Perth the Adept, and is seemingly free to come & go from Spellhold all he wants. Probably uses a ward stone to pass the gates, I think. You might, ah, 'convince' him to give it up. He might take a bribe, but likely your meeting with him will have to be violent.

BARLOWEHow about those judged to be 'deviant'? How are they admitted?

GOLINWell, on the mainland, you would have to cause one heck of a magical disturbance, and if you survive the Cowled Wizard reprisal, you might get sent there. Here on the island itself, we don't work like that. Don't care about magic. Desharik uses Spellhold for other reasons. Dumps his enemies there, sometimes friends too. Other than troublemakers, the asylum also holds mages, and others with

actual mental instabilities. They can prove quite dangerous, and are better locked away. A little too much saltwater can taint the mind, and it's not uncommon for someone to lose their grip. Desharik is the one that can order them confined. Prove to be unstable, and Desharik might send you there. (Barlowe looks at Minsc for a moment) The trip would not be gentle though. His chambers are a good ways west of here, a large building tucked against the hills. Tell the doorman I sent you, if you choose that route.

BARLOWEThanks, that's all I needed to know.

GOLINAll right then, still don't know why you'd want to get in there. I've heard more screams than usual from there of late. However, I thank you for your assistance to Claire.

Golin and Claire board the ship while the party moves off towards the foothills. Scene cuts to view overlooking Brynnlaw with Sime taking care of her sword. As the party appears on the horizon of the hill, Sime sheaths her sword and rises to greet the party.

SIMEAre you ready to enter the Asylum?

BARLOWEThere was an extreme complication. A former member of the island’s political scene murdered Sanik.

SIMEFormer?

BARLOWEYes, we killed her, and garnered further information about a Cowled Wizard living here by the docks, Perth the Adept. And, let's say he isn't very adept at living. (holds up a ward stone)

SIMEWhere was his home?

BARLOWE(points out the house at the distance) The furthest one on the top terrace. Why?

SIMEWhile you rescue Imoen and finish off Irenicus, I will rummage through Perth's home, and find the components to create a portal back to Athkatla. I can get word to Aran what has happened. If you're not there within a day, I will go, and martial some thief-mages to return here presuming you're dead with Irenicus being on the loose.

BARLOWEVery well, we will see you at Perth's, or Aran Linvail's chamber.

SIMEGood hunting, Barlowe.

Sime heads back into Brynnlaw. As she disappears over the hill, camera pans back to the trail leading to Spellhold, which looms overhead. Camera swings over the bridge into the chasm revealing the asylum having portions of it protruding from the jagged cliffside climbing unto the plateau, which rises out of the water overlooking Brynnlaw. Camera circles the complex finding it a marvel of architecture with its steeples pointing high in the sky. Camera joins the party at the top of these structures to the only apparent entranceways. Barlowe holds out the ward stone, and the door unlocks itself opening ever so slightly. The party enters a foyer with cathedral ceilings, and a grand carpet outstretched before them. A door opens to reveal a brown, hooded figure leaving an apparent office, which addresses the party.

COORDINATORI trust you have good reason to be entering this place? It's Barlowe. Isn't it?

BARLOWEYou know my name? How?

COORDINATORYou made inquiries in the town. I have agents, and eyes. Security is quite important when dealing with an institution such as this. I know why you have come. You have been observed since you arrived on the isle. No doubt you are brimming with concern for your 'Imoen'. She is in good health, and if you will permit, I will direct you to her.

This is not a prison, but an institution of healing and learning.

BARLOWEThen, release her to me, now.

COORDINATORIt is not as simple as that, though it never is. Is it? Still I'm sure you will understand more once I have explained.

JAHEIRAI understand plenty already. This place reeks of corruption, and deceit.

COORDINATORPlease, you have worked so hard to come here. Allow me to show you what I mean. I shall let you examine the facilities, and Imoen, for yourself.

BARLOWELead on then. I will not tolerate any delays.

The party follows the figure across the foyer to a hallway; which is lined with cells having transparent doors.

COORDINATORThe Residence for the Magically Deviant houses many people, all of whom can benefit from a structured environment. (pauses at a cell with a young girl inside) They can also be studied, such that what they are capable of is understood better. (gestures towards the girl) Take young Dili here. She was cast from her family for her talents. At a remarkably young age, she learned how to shape magical energy, allowing her to change her form as she wishes.

DILI(moves near the door) Have you a new face today? I think you do. (her face transforms into Viconia's) I can see the real one. Tomorrow I will be you. (Dili returns to herself) Okay?

COORDINATORHere she is safe, and others have learned something of what she does. It is invaluable information. (walks to next cell) This is Wanev. He used to be the Asylum Coordinator

before I took the post. Too much exposure to magical forces, I suspect.

WANEV(battering in the air as if striking someone on their knees) What?! What do you want? Is this not enough? I want this hall cleaned. Don't you stare at me. Get going!

COORDINATORHis mind could not handle the energies that circulate in this place. A bad reaction to a particular spell unhinged him quite dramatically.

YOSHIMOHe should have been more careful. I'm sure his condition could have been avoided had he cooperated with the new asylum staff.

COORDINATORUnfortunately, no one foresaw it, but with study, we can prevent it from happening again. His career is over though. (walks further down rounding a corner to another occupied cell) This is Naljier Skal. Once a great bard of some repute, though now he is little more than a child. His last research project was into the nature of the universe, and what lies beyond the gods. Something apparently didn't like him looking.

NALJIER SKAL(staring at his twiddling fingers) I used to have pretties piled high to the sky. (pause) Don't remember where they are though, my pretties.

COORDINATORSomehow he retains his spell casting abilities, however, and is incredibly dangerous if unsupervised. (walks to the next occupied cell) This is Aphril, and she sees a bit too much as well. Experiments with planar travel have given her sight that extends beyond the world we know. (camera zooms in on Aphril, and reveals what she sees) Unfortunately, she can also see the denizens of those other realms. (shadowy figures walk all about passing through everyone but the coordinator) They are quite numerous apparently, and she is never truly alone.

APHRIL

(shocked scream as camera returns to looking upon her) No! All around. They're all around. (looks about and behind her frantically) Behind! ALL AROUND!

COORDINATORShe does not sleep much. What use are eyelids when you can see through the planes? She will be studied so that some good may come of her condition. (walks to the next occupied cell) This is Tiax. Not too much is known about him. He was found raving on the side of some road.

TIAXTiax rules all. (points at the coordinator) You are but grease for the wheels of his rule! Silence the squeaking of those that protest. He rules all!

COORDINATORObviously, a danger as you can see.

MINSCOooh, seems the little Tiax really was a troublemaker. Right, Boo?

The coordinator leads the party around another corner where a dining hall can be seen at the end with someone seated on a couch. Coordinator stops at the last cell before the hall.

COORDINATOAn aged Elvin mage is this cell's occupant. Very powerful, though, he is incapable of trusting a soul. Dradeel is his name.

DRADEEL(swinging a scroll about as though striking something) Bad dog! Bad dog! Werewolves all! Back! Back with you!

COORDINATORObviously, he had some sort of traumatic experience in the past. (Dradeel casts a spell with flashes quickly being drawn into the walls of his cell) He cannot be allowed to roam with the power he possesses. (continues into the hall, and steps behind the figure which is Imoen) And, here is the one you seek.

IMOENSo empty (deep sigh) empty.

Barlowe, Jaheira, Minsc, and Viconia move in front of Imoen looking upon her dazed condition, while Edwina moves to the other side of the couch. Yoshimo remains at a distance from the couch, but within earshot.

BARLOWEWhat have you done to her? She looks a mere shadow of herself.

COORDINATORShe does not seem willing to respond right now. Her consciousness comes, and goes. It is fortunate you arrived when you did.

BARLOWEYes, it is. I'll be leaving with her right now.

COORDINATOROh, you misunderstand. It is fortunate for 'me' that you arrived when you did. I am quite through with her for the moment. It is you that I am after. I knew you would seek her, and so, the path was difficult, but not impossible. All designed to test your potential.

BARLOWEIs this another Cowled Wizard trick? Like a lowlife knobgoblin, you deserve only death.

COORDINATORThe Cowled Wizards no longer run the asylum. With Bodhi's aid, I was able to take control quite quickly. She is a fine sibling, if a touch predatory. I trust you remember my name now?

BARLOWEYes, a dead knobgoblin called Irenicus.

IRENICUSTypical. If I had a sense of humor left, I might find that funny. However, I do not, on both accounts. You can be intent on revenge, justice, or whatever. I care not. You can do nothing I do not wish. (turns to Yoshimo) Yoshimo, I trust everything is as I instructed?

BARLOWEWhat is he talking about, Yoshimo?

YOSHIMOThe (pause) things are not as the seem, Barlowe, and for that, I apologize. I can offer no explanation that you would find sufficient.

IRENICUSYou have done as you must, Yoshimo. I have seen to it. Now, is everything as I asked?

YOSHIMOY-yes, Master Irenicus, just as you wanted it.

BARLOWESo, you betray me to the monster? I thought I had earned your trust, Yoshimo. Why have you done this?

IRENICUSLoyalty, Barlowe, loyalty to me through all of his trials.

YOSHIMOI apologize, Barlowe. There are circumstances that you are not aware of.

JAHEIRAYou will hear the name traitor many more times today, Yoshimo, but let me be the first among the group to spit it at you! (spits at Yoshimo)

VICONIAI know well the proper punishment for those called traitor to their kind. You will have as much mercy as I have been shown, Yoshimo. Olot dos, walkig corpse.

EDWINARest assured, a Red Wizard lets no debt go unpaid, and you, Yoshimo, have just earned more pain than you thought possible.

MINSCA slap in the face of our trust, a sword to the heart of our confidence, a boot to the prunes of our friendship, perhaps I go too far, but Boo is absolutely incensed!

YOSHIMO(lowers his eyes) I cannot give a reason that will satisfy. Your wrath will come, regardless.

BARLOWEI will survive this, despite what you think you had to do, Yoshimo.

IRENICUSYou may be disappointed, but I am well pleased. My servants have proven to be artists with herbs, as well as deception. Your meals aboard ship were prepared exactly to my specifications.

BARLOWEYour talk does not worry me. (draws his sword) I am well prepared for an ambush.

IRENICUS(waves his hand, and the party slowly falls to the floor) You will find you are powerless. I have taken precautions that you will not be damaged. A bit of flavoring to a soup or other dish, is harmless until my casting. There is no rage, no battle, no heroics, nothing, but sleep.

A white cloud engulfs the party as they fall asleep on the floor. Scene cuts to Barlowe being within the glass chamber of which held Imoen. Irenicus, Bodhi, Saemon, and Yoshimo approach the chamber noting Barlowe beginning to stir.

IRENICUSWell, it would seem that my visitor has awoken. It is as I predicted. It all has been. I fear I have had an advantage over you. I have planned your coming from the start. It could be no other way. Had you known of Yoshimo, things might have been different, but a spell component slipped into a soup will still get anyone in the end.

BARLOWEI have yet to make a judgment on that subject. I am sure there are a few lies wrapped in your words.

IRENICUSIt was his suggestion (motions to Yoshimo), really. A fine way to retrieve you unharmed. Of course, your safety is no longer a concern at this point.

YOSHIMO

I did not spend so much time in Barlowe's company just to have him killed. That could have been done a dozen times over.

BARLOWEThen, I am curious why you didn't. You have the opportunity even now.

YOSHIMODon't make this harder than it already is, Barlowe. I can't help you. There are circumstances that you are not aware of.

BARLOWEEnlighten me. I know of nothing that would warrant such a betrayal.

YOSHIMO(frustrated tone) Death! (despondent tone) Death, no matter where I would go, or what I would do. That is what awaited me if I failed. Can you understand that? My service was 'secured' long before I was called on to do this. I did not know what would come, nor what a filthy creature Irenicus truly was. I did not!

IRENICUSQuiet yourself, Yoshimo, and quit babbling about death. You are quite safe now, and my plans for Barlowe go beyond simple murder. You will see soon enough, but don't worry, Barlowe. You won't have to think about any of this or that. Your life ends today.

BARLOWEWhat 'are' you doing, Irenicus? What is all of this?

IRENICUSThat is not for you to know. Suffice to say that I regret what must occur. I know the rage you will feel once I am done. I seek the death of others for similar reasons. Don't worry; Imoen has already suffered what she must for my cause. She even survived, and this bodes well for you. You are stronger, more focused, AND you are 'aware'.

BARLOWEYou want me because I am a Child of Bhaal, but why torture Imoen?

IRENICUSYou must have suspected. (shrugs his shoulders) May be not. Perhaps she felt no symptoms, but the taint was there. She is a similar age, and was apparently secluded as a child, just as you were. This Gorion of yours should have told you about yourselves early on. You might have learned to control your 'gifts' long before now. (casts a spell bringing Imoen before them; she is still groggy) Imoen is indeed a Child of Bhaal. I suspect her innocent charm, and humor suppressed the darkness. She showed no symptom because there was no place for shadow in her spirit. I had to show her some very dark shadows indeed. It is unfortunate that it had to be done, but it was necessary to get what I needed. Now, I must focus on you. (motions Bodhi to take Imoen to one side)

BARLOWESo you cast her aside, and try to take me? I am strong; strong enough to stop you.

IRENICUS(scoffing laugh) No, Barlowe, you are not. It is much more likely you are about to die. Unfortunate, but unavoidable. Do you see the Shadow Thieves in the other chambers? (swings his arm noting the walls about the room) They are the fruits of Bodhi's guild war, and their deaths shall force the divine soul from you. I suspect this will be mercifully quick, Barlowe.

BARLOWEI am resigned to the treachery I have suffered, and curse you, Bodhi, and Yoshimo as well.

IRENICUSDon't bother placing Yoshimo's name next to mine. He is merely a servant. Just go quietly, Barlowe, you might even live.

Irenicus begins casting an intricate spell, which forms waves of light and energy around him. Irenicus hurls this energy out at the glass chambers with each of the thieves dying in a puff of smoke in sequence pouring a smokey haze within Barlowe's chamber. As the final thief falls to his death, camera cuts to INT of the chamber looking out as the volume fills with shades and tints of color dancing until Barlowe's hands are seen reaching for the glass to keep himself up. Scene cuts to black, and a sudden thump as

though falling on dirt can be heard. Scene fades in viewing Barlowe lying on his stomach outside the inner walls of Candlekeep's library. Barlowe inspects himself finding himself armed as he was when he entered Spellhold. The sky is an unearthly set of changing colors. A voice calls out from the Library.

IMOENDo not fight. To fight is to lose. Come to me. Find me.

BARLOWEImoen?! Where are you?!

IMOENWithin. Find me within. You cannot fight alone. You cannot. Find me within.

Barlowe steps through the archway approaching the library, and sees a great winged demon at its doors. Barlowe comes with arm's reach of the creature.

DEMONThis path is to the core, the depths of your soul. Only through sacrifice can you achieve such insight. Do you give of yourself that you will know yourself? Do you let go of what you are, that you might see from a distance? Choose what you will sacrifice to know yourself, to walk within. Give of your skill, your health, your mind, your wits, or youth.

BARLOWEI will do no such thing. I will fight you if need be. Stand aside!

DEMONI am but the guardian at the door, to stop you from stumbling within. To fight me is to fight yourself, fruitless. I will not be moved.

Barlowe lunges at the demon as to knock him down, and is repelled to his own backside.

DEMONAgain, this path is to the core, the depths of your soul. Only through sacrifice can you achieve such insight. Do you give of yourself that you will know yourself? Do you let go of what you are, that you might see from a distance? Choose

what you will sacrifice to know yourself, to walk within. Give of your skill, your health, your mind, your wits, or youth.

BARLOWEI give of my youth, sacrificing my agility of movement.

DEMON(a blue aura encompasses the demon) Then, you shall come to know humility, and as the world speeds to pass you by, you shall know patience. Know more of yourself through what you have lost. A gesture of your intent within. Pass as you should, and fear not what comes.

The demon makes a gesture causing blue lightening bolts to stream from Barlowe into the sky above restoring it to a state of normalcy. Barlowe enters the library, moves just past Alaundo's scroll display, and is startled by a familiar voice.

IMOENI (pause) I can see you there. Wait, and we can win. (moves into view, and approaches the display case)

BARLOWEI guess I have to accept that you're a Child of Bhaal, but what are you doing here? Last I saw you were incapacitated.

IMOEN(puts a finger to her lips) Shhh, before the shadows return to me. I have seen what is to come. One alone cannot fight. Together, we must battle (pause) your instinct. Alone you would fall, whether you win or lose, but here, in my sight, we can defeat it. Lead the creature here. Lead it to me, and we shall fight it together. Together, he does not expect us together, but he has shown me how. Go, and lead the beast here. It is your only chance, and my last.

Imoen urges Barlowe back out of the library. As Barlowe clears the steps, the sound of chains snapping can be heard. Followed by a loud roar. Barlowe pulls out his sword, and moves to investigate. Barlowe catches sight of the silhouette of the creature from his dreams of awakening, and watches as it transforms into the shape of Sarevok's armor. They approach each other with a weapon drawn.

BHAAL ESSENCE

Fall to your knees! You can do no other. I am within you. I am the essence.

BARLOWEWe've had this dance before, and as another has pointed out, it's fruitless to battle within me. (plants a foot to the breast plate knocking the beast down) Guess that doesn't include you. Catch me if you can.

BHAAL ESSENCEYou were not born to replace. You are fuel for the return! (returns to its feet) I shall act as you were born to! You will surrender to the instinct! To the blood!

Scene cuts to INT of library, and Barlowe’s re-entry to it. Camera pans to show Imoen standing by the display case. Barlowe puts his back to her as he awaits the Bhaal Essence to enter. After a few moments, a sword pierces one door, and it is ripped from its hinges hurled away to reveal the beast. It steps into the foyer brandishing an electrified bastard sword.

IMOENNow! It is in my sight. I will add my will to yours. He has shown me, how to make it vulnerable.

Imoen begins to glow an eerie purple, and becomes one with Barlowe. Barlowe finds that he holds two swords now, and begins battling the creature. Barlowe and the Essence have several acrobatic exchanges, but Barlowe prevails in injuring the Essence as well as disarming it. Barlowe begins to have a pale grey aura envelope him as he gains the upper hand on the Essence, and drives both swords into the chest of the Essence. The Essence grabs the swords, and begins to push the swords back out.

BHAAL ESSENCEI am your instinct. (gasp) Yet, you deny me! (gasp) Fight me within your own mind. I should devour you. (Barlowe drives the beast to its knees as the aura brightens about him) How do you stand? I sense (pause) your soul; it has taken form to guide within. You are strange among your kin. But it (the Bhaal Essence regains it feet) it is weak, and will not help again! (Imoen separates from Barlowe falling to the floor) You are empty inside. There is nothing within, but the instinct!

IMOEN(places her hand at her temple) Something is wrong. I (pause) no (gasp) not again! (blood curdling scream, and disappears)

Scene cuts to the laboratory where Irenicus has an aura about him the same color as Barlowe had, while the chamber is solid with a grey, churning smoke. Suddenly, the smoke disappears with Barlowe standing defiantly within the chamber.

IRENICUSWell! You are a strong one indeed. You resist beyond all reason. A pity you are dead on the inside.

BARLOWEYoshimo's treachery was for naught. I have defeated the beast within.

IRENICUSI don't know what you faced while mired within the spell, but here in the world of the living, my plans have gone just as I wished. I have drained you, drained you of the very thing that made you special. It is the worst of curses, and I should know.

BARELOWEWhat do you intend, Irenicus? What are you up to now?

IRENICUSNo. You warrant no villain's exposition from me. You are barely sentient now. I have taken your very divinity, and drained you of your soul. The curse that was wrought against Bodhi & I has now ceased, and yours has begun. You will wither. You will wane, and you will die. (turns away from Barlowe) Bodhi, remove this nothing, and Imoen as well. We are restored at their expense, and need them no longer. Our revenge to come is now all the sweeter.

BODHIAs you would have it, my brother.

IRENICUSOf course, see to it as quickly as possible. I will tell our friends in the dark of our coming. We will plan our

assault from here. (takes one last look back at Barlowe) I bid you farewell, Child of Bhaal. We shall not meet again.

BARLOWEDon't you bet on that, bastard.

Scene fades to a platform at the bottom of four staircases. A cloud of smoke explodes at the center, and disperses off revealing the party with Imoen at their side. The sound of wings garners the party's attention to an overlooking balcony. Bodhi emerges to the edge of it looking down on the party.

BODHIAnd, so your life does come to an end. A pity. You have proven resilient beyond all expectation. It is (pause leaning over the edge slightly) appealing to me.

BARLOWEAppealing enough that you would allow me to live? I think not. I am not here for your amusement.

BODHIOh, but you all are. My amusement is all that is keeping you alive. Irenicus wishes you dead, and he is very rarely denied his wishes. Your abilities have piqued my interest, and since you are to die, I would have you do it in an entertaining fashion. Irenicus can be so dour when he wishes. He is set upon revenge for his banishment, and can think of nothing else. (playful pause) A failing of his mind remaining flesh, I suspect. Undeath has given me focus, and an interest in the abilities of powerful creatures, an interest in you. (points at Barlowe) I will make your death glorious as well as entertaining.

JAHEIRADo your worst, Bodhi. We do not fear you.

BODHIHmmn, though you should. You all must run my gauntlet to prolong your life. You must do so knowing you have but the slimmest chance to make a difference. (motions to the staircases) Do you see these passages before you? They are the darkest part of the asylum, and its history, a test of clarity for its prisoners, by a director that delighted in dissecting the mind. Now, he is under my, hmmn, influence. This place is mine to control. It is a masterpiece of

madness, one that you will come to know intimately. (stands on edge of balcony) It has been some time since I have given chase to a worthy foe. Enter the maze of this place, and seek an exit. I give you time to run, after which I will come to feed. (the party begins to gather) Do not sit there to await me because you are not running solely for my benefit. I give you reason as well, to make the hunt more desperate. You may yet foil Irenicus, though the chance is small. His plans will take time, considerably longer than my hunt. Run my gauntlet, and your life ends, (playful pause) or is freed. The hunt begins.

Bodhi transforms into a bat, and flaps off into the darkness. Imoen grasps Barlowe’s hand.

IMOENAre you all right? I was so scared. (hard pause) You came all this way to get me, and we were almost. (holds back tears, and hugs Barlowe, who pats her on the back) I'm sorry, Barlowe. I was just so worried.

BARLOWEYes, it was most unpleasant. (gives Imoen a squeeze, and breaks the hug holding Imoen's shoulders in his hands) But, we are reunited, and all is well again.

IMOENI'd like to think so, but it really isn't. Is it? Everything's changed now (hard pause) now that we're the, uh, same? Barlowe, he showed me what you are, and (hard pause) what I am. Then, he took it away. (Imoen looks down at her open hands, closes them, and returns her look to Barlowe) I don't know who I am now, Barlowe. You may not feel it yet, but the spell for me made me feel hollow. He took something vital. He says it was my divine soul. I find out I'm a child of a god, and now, I'm empty 'n' dying. You are too.

BARLOWEWe'll survive by helping each other, Immy. Just like you helped me in the dream during the spell.

IMOENThe dream? Barlowe, I had no dream during my ritual. Just blackness, and my will draining away. Has this affected you different than me? You have been dealing with the Bhaal

essence longer. Perhaps you are more focused, or it upon you.

BARLOWEI don't know. Regardless, we have to get back what Irenicus took from us.

IMOENI agree. Divine soul or not, there is a deadly threat to our mortal lives. I do not look forward to what is coming. (hard pause) I have been getting weaker, Barlowe. It has only been a few days since they performed the ritual on me. If we don't reverse what was done, (hard pause) if we don't restore our souls, we will probably both die.

BARLOWEThen, we should leave right now. No more wasted time.

IMOENGood. I have missed traveling with you, Barlowe, even when times were bad.

Barlowe and Imoen begin checking the steps for traps while the others muse over Edwina.

JAHEIRAWhat is the matter, Edwin? You look as though you chafe within your very skin. Oh, wait, that is because you ARE chafing within your very skin. How thoughtless of me to remind you.

EDWINAI will not suffer your taunts, woman. You know well I despise this (gestures length of body) form!

JAHEIRAThat I do, pretty, pretty Edwin. That I do.

MINSCBoo, you are absolutely right. Edwin, I cannot begrudge you any longer for you are now a pale version of my lost Dynaheir.

EDWINADo not force nausea upon me, ranger. I would never digest the thought of being protected by you!

MINSCOh, no, you misunderstand. Boo suggests that I not hunt you down after our quest to plant my boot print upon Irenicus. You have brought much laughter to us both. (hearty laugh)

EDWINAWhy, I should. (cutoff by Imoen)

IMOENHeya, take a look at this.

The party gathers at the staircase where Imoen stands. Etched into a step is an arrow pointing up the staircase.

IMOENHelp of some sort?

BARLOWEMaybe. Let's see.

Barlowe starts to run up the staircase, but after a few steps, becomes dizzy faltering almost to falling. Barlowe sits upon a step looking back upon the group quite pale in the face.

MINSCI don't wish to alarm you, but Boo is absolutely fretting about your condition. Are you well? Fear in Boo is uncommon, and usually weasel-caused.

BARLOWEI will be alright. Just a bit light-headed, that's all.

MINSCWe can rest if you wish. I do not understand what Irenicus did, but Boo has said that it was traumatic. I will guard if we must stay here a while.

Barlowe acknowledges Minsc's offer, and returns to climbing the staircase more cautiously. The party enters a room at the top of the staircase. Camera pans across the room revealing a great stone face. As the party nears it, a voice echoes through the room.

STONE GUARD

All who have entered must remain here until the hand of the maker restores the focus of power. Exit through me is not possible 'til then.

EDWINABlast! We have to find Bodhi's new lackey, who created this place.

BARLOWEEdwin, see if you can summon any of your beasts of burden.

EDWINAWhat? Oh, all right. (casts spell summoning five ghasts) Is this what you want, 'master'?

BARLOWEThat will do nicely, Edwin. (chuckle) Would you rather we called you Edwina to suit your 'form'?

JAHEIRAPerhaps, Edwin, you are now as you should be? There is harmony in nature, and all things are balanced in the end.

EDWINAAND, you would suggest this based upon what?! As a CONSTANTLY pontificating servant of nature, you must know my transformation was unnatural.

JAHEIRAPerhaps, though you never did strike me as particularly manly beyond your beard. Perhaps nature has been slow in this regard.

EDWINMy name is Edwin Odesseiron until such time as I cease to undo this form. AND, I have yet to admit defeat in this matter.

BARLOWEVery well, 'Edwin', but you still have a nice rack.

Edwina grits her teeth as the party makes to rest in this chamber. Viconia looks hard at Barlowe, and rests in view of him.

VICONIA

Have I ever told you about how I survived when I first fled to the surface?

BARLOWENo, you haven't.

VICONIAIt was difficult, if you can imagine. I knew only a few words of common, and as I traveled, I carefully avoided any contact with the surfacers. The land was strange, and each day I huddled under the terrible open sky, sure that I would be pulled into the vastness of it if I but closed my eyes for an instant. Lolth has abandoned me, and I was along in a strange world. Those rivvil who saw me hounded me with abandon, and I fled to the forests. There I was hunted by the darthiir, surface elves, and their honed hatred drove me further. I was sure I would perish, never to see the Underdark again.

BARLOWEWhat happened next?

VICONIAA group of goln, you call them goblins, tried to seal my fate, but a human merchant came in his caravan, and his guards scattered them. From a distance, he thought me a surface elf. Surprisingly, when he learned I was drow, he offered shelter. It was a sanctuary while I learned the human tongue. He was a Calimshite, I believe. They are fond of slaves. The price for my safety was the favors I bestowed, erotic arts that the Drow have honed for an eon. (Barlowe grins a little) Does it amuse you that I had to run my dark hands along his sweaty folds, and tickle him artfully with my tongue, that he exerted himself wildly as I passionately bit his shoulder?

BARLOWEI suppose you did what you had to do to survive.

VICONIAActually, I rather enjoyed it. He was quickly my pawn, and the caravan went as I wished. Alas, his heart gave out one night. The guards thought it murder, and chased me away. Oh, do not look at me in such a manner. Does your manhood wilt from talk of using Drow knowledge of the erotic to survive in your world? Is it so terrible?

BARLOWENo, not at all.

VICONIAGood, I am pleased you have some sense, or is it that you wish to partake of the same pleasures? Is that what I see? (laughs) Perhaps another time, jaluk.

As she closes her eyes, scene cuts to a classroom with Imoen standing behind a podium before Barlowe.

IMOENYou came too late. Didn't I say you would come too late? You will learn to trust me. (gestures to Barlowe) Don't be afraid. You are safe here, (pause) if you behave. I will show you what fills the void. What is now free?

BARLOWEYou are not Imoen. She said she has not had any dreams like these.

IMOENI lurk behind your soul, in the very fiber of your being. I am the only thing left when mind and reason are stripped away. I will show you what you can be, what you can do, (pause) if you simply become what you are. I can show you all of this, because I am within. I am what fills the void. I am you.

Imoen transforms into Barlowe, and gestures with his hands causing the Bhaal essence, Bodhi, and Irenicus to appear between the podium and Barlowe.

IMOEN's VOICEYou are to be given a gift. It is a valuable prize, one that you had better appreciate. (Barlowe copy moves from behind podium to pacing between Barlowe and the trio of his enemies) You worry for your comrades perhaps? Leave them, abandon them, and become what you must. There is great power in your heritage. Use it, and you will become closer to who you are, (pauses facing Barlowe) what you could be. Feel what is in the void. Use the tools you are given. Become part of something greater. I am in you (changes back into Imoen), and I know what is best. (moves in between Bhaal essence and Bodhi, and turns to face Barlowe from behind them) Each time you use it, each time you accept it, you move a little closer to the evil within. Perhaps you

lose yourself in the end, but you will go to a greater reward than you can know. After all, what does an eternity of nothingness matter, when you can destroy all that would oppose your development as easy as "one" (thrusts her hands thru the back of the Bhaal essence and Bodhi revealing three demonic claws killing them), "two" (completes transformation into a ghastly apparition with three claws per hand, leaps upon Irenicus raking down his chest, snatches his head from his kneeled body, and turns towards Barlowe), "three".

Creature leaps towards Barlowe causing him to shout awakening in a sudden shock drawing Viconia's attention. Barlowe moves in pain away from Viconia.

VICONIAYou look distastefully weak, ss'inssrigg, like you have seen your own ghost. Are you well?

BARLOWEViconia, stand back from me. I do not know what is happening to me.

VICONIAYour lips move as a jester's, with no sound for me to hear. Do you mock me, Barlowe?

BARLOWEHave to protect you from this!

VICONIADo you hear me? (Barlowe begins to transform into the apparition) No!

The rest of the party awakens to witness Barlowe's transformation into a beast of a man standing taller than Minsc with three great talons ending each hand. Spikes extend out from its back with the creature making a roar, and flexing of its muscles. It reaches above its grotesque head looking like a Venus flytrap coated with blood stretching to the ceiling. The creature starts to reach for Viconia, who marvels at its power, but reacts as if having a sharp internal pain. The creature wraps its arms acrosst its chest, and transforms back into Barlowe. As Barlowe returns to normal, he falls to his knees in great pain. Viconia tends to him.

VICONIA

You (pause) you would have struck me down where I stood. Such power, Barlowe, we will work to capitalize on this, 'but' if you endanger me again I shall have to bury you. Let us hope it does not come to that.

BARLOWEViconia, it was all I could do to not strike out. The magic of this place is hastening my condition. We must escape here quickly, and regain my soul if I am to prevail over this creature.

VICONIAPrevail we shall, abbil, but regain your strength first.

Scene fades to black with a deathly silence. Footsteps and torchlight harkens the approach of the party down a corridor. The party enters view appearing at a distance down a lengthy hall. Barlowe and Imoen lead the group checking for traps. There is a scuffling of movement in the dark foreground. Barlowe and Imoen stop their action rising to their feet. A popping sound rings out as a net ensnares Imoen tackling her to the ground. Barlowe hurls his torch forward into the darkness striking an armed kobold awaiting the party. The kobolds at its side begin pulling quickly on the rope attached to Imoen's netting. Edwin hurls a flaming ball down the corridor.

JAHEIRAYou impetuous woman, why did you do that?

EDWINAIt is the most expeditious way to remove barking kobolds from my experience.

BARLOWE(cuts rope pulling Imoen) You fool; your spell will stop at the first vertical surface, and fry everything backwards from there.

EDWINAAnd?

A howling whistle replies to Edwin's question. Barlowe and Minsc grab the net with Imoen still inside as the party retreats from whence they came. Camera frame fills with flame. The flame subsides to smoke revealing an altar with an impressive gem upon it. The party topples some of the

kobold ashes as they approach the altar. Edwin and Imoen examine the gem finding it has potential of a magical nature.

EDWINAOh, this is quite a treasure. (reaching for the gem)

IMOEN(smacks Edwina's hand) Don't even think about it, lassie. You gained distinguishin' features from being greedy.

EDWINAOh, so are we supposed to hire some morons to do this in our place? I would never have the 'pleasure' of such company. Don't be so preposterous, Imoen.

BARLOWE(chuckle) Immy is it magical, or a piece for altar worship.

IMOENIt's. (cutoff by Edwin)

EDWINABoth. These dregs of kobolds were worshiping it, but it does have a magical power.

IMOENThank you, Edwina. I see you've mastered being a pushy woman easily enough.

BARLOWEImoen, hold onto it then. We have to be headed in the right direction. Let's keep going.

Scene fades to another library area with several doors to it. The party enters in one, while Barlowe moves a vase to keep the door open and identified as their entry point. Imoen and Edwin begin looking over the books noting a few magical scrolls. Barlowe garners their attention after a few moments.

BARLOWEDo either of you have a spell, which might help us determine which door to take?

EDWINA

I am a conjurer, not a soothsayer. It would do you well to remember that. Hrumph.

IMOENHold your belt tight while I check what I've gathered up. (looks through the tomes and scrolls she has found) Hmmn, this may do it. (reads through a particular book for a few pages, closes it, and tucks it in her pack) Let's see how this one goes. (foreign dialect) By the spirit of Gwaeron Windstrom, I seek the trail of the creator of this maze of magic.

The gem from the altar passes through the side of Imoen's pouch, and floats to a door glowing brightly for a few moments. As the glow fades, the gem settles to the floor at the base of the door. Imoen recovers the gem, and the party ventures beyond the door. As they move through the hall they find weapons to arm themselves with. As they near the end of the hall, Jaheira and Viconia cast spells about the party. They open the last door revealing a stone coffin. A cloud of smoke seeps from the side of it transforming into Dace Sontan.

DACE SONTANStand and speak that I would hear your lies. That Bodhi sent you, didn't she? Are you to kill me, or are you as damned as I?

BARLOWEShe sentenced me to this place. We should work together to escape.

DACE SONTAN(evil laugh) I work here alone against all that would come. I have sealed the way, and only my hand can open what is now closed. We shall battle in this place I created, and forever more it shall be sealed. If I do not have control, then, no one shall. Only my hand can open the way.

BARLOWEDammit man! How do you get out of this place, or are you fixated on battling all in hopes to get Bodhi in your grasp?

DACE SONTAN(evil laugh) I removed the crystal that focuses the magic for the door. Left it to rot in a pile of refuse. No way out for you. You'll starve here. Starve!

Barlowe and Minsc charge Dace armed with a weapon and stake each. Viconia begins chanting trying to control the vampyric Dace, while the rest use their missile weapons. Viconia's chant causes Dace to begin staggering before the onslaught of Barlowe and Minsc. Dace is struck by both stakes, and begins to crumble to ash. The mystic symbol on one hand glows in defiance leaving his hand resting upon the pile of ash. Viconia ceases her chant as the soul of Dace takes form before the party.

DACE APPARITIONI thank you, Barlowe. I thank you and your friends for setting me free in death. Now, I must rest.

Barlowe picks up the hand from the pile of ash as the apparition passes through the mountain wall behind the coffin. Camera zooms in on the symbol of control on the hand, and zooms out revealing the stone face. Minsc lifts Imoen to place the gem in the forehead of the statue.

STONE GUARDThe focus of power is restored, and the hand of the creator is present to seal the command. The path is opened to the next level. May your mind think clearly of freedom.

The mouth of the stone face opens allowing the party to find a staircase within. The party makes their way up the staircase to the next level. Scene cuts to a foyer as the party enters to find two doors which are heavy with dust and cobwebs. Barlowe kneels musing over the floor, which is spotless.

BARLOWEWell, we still have a lot of magic to deal with. Imoen inspect that door for traps without touching it. I'll check this one.

IMOENReady and willing. (after a few moments) Hey, Barlowe, I found some fingerprints on this door buried under a lot of dust. How 'bout you?

BARLOWEBy Tymora, this one has no marks buried in the dust at all. Since Bodhi wouldn't let her meals run away from her, this has to be the way out. I doubt the directors of this place

would let anyone make it to this point to gain their freedom.

As the door is opened, dust coats everyone heavily. The end of the corridor can be seen, and a statue extends above the view of the hall. Barlowe heads down the hall first, and motions the rest to keep a distance behind him. Scene cuts to looking upon a damaged statue of a Minotaur holding a war axe with its horns broken off. As Barlowe enters into this arena carved into stone, Bodhi appears in a puff of smoke perched on an arm of the statue.

BODHIHere, mousy mousy, the hunt draws to a close here and now.

BARLOWEI expected you to come. You'd be a fool to let me reach Irenicus.

BODHIAwh, I know I'm early, but I just couldn't bear to see you leave. You were amusing, but the game is over. One last time, let our paths cross in blood. (Bodhi claps her hands with Valen and Parisa appearing in answer)

As Barlowe turns his attention to the new arrivals, he lets out a blood-curdling scream, and becomes the beast once more. He buries his claws deep into the chests of Valen and Parisa causing them to spew blood. As they grab hold of his arms in pain, he snatches out their bloody hearts dropping their bodies into piles of ash. Barlowe the Beast holds the bloody remnants high in his paws as they dry, and wither before Bodhi's eyes.

BODHIWhat is this? A creature of pure death and darkest shadow, Child of Bhaal, 'what' have you become? I must be away. Irenicus must know of this. I shall observe from a distance!

Bodhi transforms into a bat, and evades the beast. Barlowe the beast treads down a new hall roaring in anger. The beast smashes down a door finding four minotaurs who attack it finding their weapons have no effect as the beast slays them in as bloody a fashion as possible. As the beast drops the final carcass, it shows signs of being tired slowly transforming back into Barlowe's human form. The rest of

the party slowly approaches Barlowe from behind, and muses over the carnage before them.

IMOENBarlowe, are you alright, now?

BARLOWEFor the moment, I am. It (gasps) pains me when that happens. (holds his breath amount under considerable duress) I don't know what has happened, or whether I can control it once we're out of this enchanted menagerie.

VICONIABarlowe, yours is one of the darkest secrets I could imagine. By Shar, you are a terror to behold.

BARLOWEI guess it won't be so easy to bury then. Huh?

IMOENThat's not funny, Barlowe. I think Bhaal's essence has found a foothold with your soul missing. The form you have been taking on has to be one of his avatars, the Slayer or the Ravager.

BARLOWEThe what? (grunts in pain)

IMOENCome on, Barlowe, if you didn't skip out on studies, you'd know more about them than I do. I kinda felt like Ulraunt was trying to talk over the class on purpose. I am glad we did stay at a distance behind you, now. Would hate to have to figure out how to subdue you without harming you.

BARLOWEWell, what did you notice on your way here.

JAHEIRABesides the blood and ashes at the foot of that statue, there was but one door in there, and it is locked by some mechanism.

IMOENQuite magic proofed as well with no keyhole of any kind.

EDWINA

The Minotaur's horns are the key, our brat of Bhaal.

BARLOWEHow do you know either of those points, Edwin?

EDWINAIntelligent people don't go looking around for trouble at all hours. Our keen minds spot the small and large details to move quickly on to the next triumph. Since they were broken off, replacing them will enact the magic or mechanism to open the doors. While little sisters are often brats of a sort, wouldn't you agree?

BARLOWEWell, once upon a time, Immy was a bit on the annoying side, but she has grown out of it. I just didn't know we had a link beyond living with Gorion. (rises to his feet, and puts a hand on Imoen's shoulder) SO, let's check what isn't bleeding in this room to see if the horns are hidden here.

Scene fades away on Imoen's smile, and fades in on a human ladder being climbed along the front of the minotaur statue with Minsc at the bottom, Barlowe standing upon his shoulders, and Imoen making her way to the top with the two horns strapped over her shoulders. As each horn is put in its proper place, the statue magically restores itself. A pixie-like jingle of sounds echo through this arena with the opening of the door signifying its release. The party makes their way through the door to find another staircase, and assail it. Camera cuts to a stone, circular platform with four pillars around its edges with an encampment of kobold gathered around a fire. They a surprised as the party runs onto the platform. Barlowe and Minsc quickly slaughter the kobolds, and pass fresh weapons about the group. As they finish, an apparition appears atop one of the pillars.

APPARITIONHere begins the tests of madness, of sanity and clarity. Presented with nonsense how will you proceed?

EDWINAYou wish to test me, uh, us?

BARLOWEThis place is derelict. The directors are dead, or gone mad themselves.

APPARITIONThe procedures laid down proceed regardless of time or circumstance. Such is the nature of this place. Protests are futile. This area works on its own, allowing the directors to watch in safety. You are here, and there is no other way out. Comply or die. You are sane enough to understand that. Now, when madness beckoned, how did you answer? Now, comes the judgment, when we decide your fitness for life outside.

BARLOWE(looks over the party, and replies) Very well, do as you must, specter. We shall pass your tests, even though your purpose is long since expired.

APPARITIONVery good. Restraint and collective decisions are good signs. Perhaps you all are closer to release that I thought. We shall see.

Apparition casts a spell, and transforms a room into an open field of a garden. A spore creature expels a cloud about it. Edwina and Imoen hurl spells of acid and a jet of flame respectively igniting the creating, but not before two man-sized mushrooms step forth to attack the party. Minsc and Jaheira attack one mushroom while Barlowe and Viconia attack the other. The creatures are quickly defeated. The apparition appears standing over the remains of the spore creature.

APPARITIONNow comes a test of sense. A test (pause) to see if madness pollutes. (pause) 'Twas in the wood that I got it, so I sat me down to seek it. I could not find it no matter how hard I looked, and so I took it home with me. What is it?

VICONIAIt is. (cutoff by Barlowe with a raise of his hand)

BARLOWEDo not taunt us with nonsense. I do not understand your question, and will not answer it.

APPARITION(points at Barlowe) Then, you are right not to answer. It was, but a sprig of madness, a lapse of reason. I will ask a proper question of you. Here, among the fertile ground

that produces the food that sustains you, what are your thoughts? When you look to the ground, what do you see?

BARLOWEI am not familiar with farming, and would need help judging it. However, I would fence this area in to protect it.

APPARITIONOpen to new ideas while acknowledging failings. A good sign, but you are still controlled, constrained, and combative. Perhaps a bit paranoid. The path grows a little harder. I wouldn't want to encourage this behavior.

The apparition transforms the room again changing it to a great hall with the party at one end, and the apparition at the other at the top of raised platform. Barlowe gestures for everyone to wait where they were. After a moment, the walls slam together quickly blasting the party with a gust of air. The walls slowly recoil to their original positions.

BARLOWEThe next time it closes move quickly between them as soon as they are far enough to get in between. Remember, run quickly.

As the walls slam together and begin their recoil, everyone moves in between moving as fast the one before them. As they clear the length of the trap, it slams again, and a great expelling of gas can be heard with the walls remaining together.

APPARITIONA simple task, you are quick of foot, and respond well. I applaud, though my approval means little. Tell me; were you fearful of the trap? Did you hesitate? My queries are to clarify your state of mind. Answer true, and clear.

BARLOWEAre you mad, specter?

JAHEIRAThat trap was vicious!

BARLOWEBy what right did you endanger us?

APPARITIONYour demands are unproductive. I must ask that you respond in a helpful manner while you are evaluated. You have no more choice than I. The spells that guide me have been in place for years. If you have issue with them, you should take it up with the builder.

JAHEIRAThe builder is dead, you foolish apparition.

APPARITIONIn the meantime, your path is harder.

The apparition casts a spell causing the party to disappear in puffs of smoke. the party reappears in puffs of smoke within a transparent hemispherical chamber with denizens of the sea swimming about. The party is attacked by Saughuin. The party quickly slaughters the three attackers, and receives the apparition appearing in a puff of smoke.

APPARITIONAmongst the strangest of environments you appear quite sane. I begin to question the point of the tasks. I can only do as directed, and you shall be judged accordingly, but I begin to wonder how the builders would fare in their own evaluations. There is no point in my musings. I can act only as directed. Should the directors return, I will have words for them. For now, judgment.

The apparition teleports the party and himself to a room of stone with a single staircase leading out. The apparition addresses the party.

APPARITION(pacing before the party) And, now comes judgment. Have your thoughts been focused by your ordeal? Have you gained clarity? Who can say. It has been quite some time since the process has been refined. Really, I do not think you were intended to survive. But, I will fulfill my purpose as best I can, and use your own words to judge your fate. (stops pacing, and faces the arty) Your will is satisfactory. You have proven more sophisticated than what tests I had to offer. This session is now done. You are free to rest here, or depart as you wish. The apparition disappears through a stonewall. The party moves up the staircase being greeted by Saemon Havarian.

SAEMON HAVARIANThere you are. I see that you have weathered the storms of this place with reasonable pluck, and health. It does me 'good' to see you all alive.

BARLOWEI face treachery at every turn.

MINSCTell me why we shouldn't kill you, now?

SAEMON HAVARIANSuch hostility, and I wager it is well earned. It is, however, misdirected. I do not wish to be you enemy here. Irenicus pushes ever forward, though I cannot see how I will profit. The blade he gave me is hardly compensation. Better that this place were free for the looting. I offer advice as well as a gesture to foster a trust, and you may determine the value as you wish. It is simple enough for the moment, and will save you in the long run.

BARLOWEMake your words count. You lifespan will be decided upon them.

SAEMON HAVARIANFirst, here is a bag of holding with all of your armaments. (hands bag to Barlowe) Secondly speaking of armaments, I can see no chinks in Irenicus's entourage of spells. He's nie upon invincible. However, there is an army to be had above.

IMOENSay what?

SAEMON HAVARIANYes the mages and talents above could make a formidable army if freed upon Irenicus. That is my suggestion, and I leave the workings of it to you. Upstairs your army waits. Use it, or you will perish. (departs the room)

JAHEIRAAs much as I should not trust his advice, he may have a point, Barlowe. There are powerful mages above who may be the difference between life and death.

EDWINA

Bah! We have no need of support from mad wizards. We have enough magic. Let us attack Irenicus now.

VICONIAI am loathed to listen too closely to the words of the human, but his advice may be wise. Let us at least see if these mad wizards can be released, (pause) and harnessed.

BARLOWEWell, let's re-arm properly, and check above to see if Irenicus or Bodhi are in a vulnerable position.

Scene fades away as a sword is pulled from the bag of holding, and spirals back to the top of the staircase to the first floor. The party moves near the couch area, and are met decisively by the caretaker.

LONK THE SANEWhat? What are you doing here? You should be in your cells with the rest of the wackos. Lonk the Sane takes care of you, but you had better show respect.

BARLOWEWhat about the respect for completing the maze below, Lonk?

LONK THE SANELonk knows nothin' 'bout any mazes. Everyone gets locked down tonight. Too many people getting agitated. Always happens when the boss experiments. Makes them angry, I guess.

VICONIAMakes them angry, does it?

BARLOWEWhat would happen if they got loose?

LONK THE SANEYou're one of them, what would you do? Individually, they can be bullied around, but all together? They'd get too excited to control.

BARLOWEWhat would it be worth to get you to release them?

LONK THE SANE

Worth to me? How much is a life going for these days? That new director, Irenicus, would have me quartered in his experiments. He's done it before.

BARLOWE(swings a pouch before Lonk) How about 2000 gold? Is that worth it?

LONK THE SANE2000! That's, (pause) that's a fortune! I could get pretty far on that. Yes, sir, hmmn. Alright, if you want them out so bad, I'll let them out. I'd better head straight for the docks, and get out myself though. Irenicus is going to be incensed.

BARLOWEImoen, once the plot thickens, take out Wanev. I don't trust he'll help us for very long.

IMOENGotcha, plus there's some payback for what gawking he let those Cowled Queers taunt me over.

The confinees make their way to the party. Dili is busting with excitement.

DILITonight I am someone free? What face should I wear for this?

TIAXYou will wear what face Tiax orders. Today, he rules all.

DRADEELSilence yourself, diminutive one. Do you not hear the howling? Around on all side they are.

TIAXYou will regret the day you crossed the will of Tiax. My conquest of all is not something to be mocked.

APHRILIs that the rule of all you survey, or beyond? What of those that walk inside, and around, and through? That stands where you stand now?

TIAX

None stand where Tiax stands, lest he walk atop them.

APHRILAs I see you do now, and beneath others. Do you not see? See them inside, behind, and beyond.

NALJIER SKALN-no, you speak too much of what can be seen. I wish to see my pretties again. I won't look too far. I promise.

TIAXBAh! Tiax is surrounded by fools and madmen. Who is to blame for this outrage? WHom shall Tiax smite?

BARLOWESettle down, all of you. If you want out of here or revenge, we have to confront Irenicus.

DILIIrenicus? I-I took his face once. His punishment was (shutters into silence)

NALJIER SKALTo look at him is to see too far. I cannot look to him.

APHRILHe is cold through all the planes. None walk where he does, though they see him not.

DRADEELI would prefer to face the dogs fo fire themselves. This Irenicus is surely a tool of the Gibbering Twelve.

WANEV(evil chuckle) He did this/ He did this! I will, (pause) we must find him. he is the cause! He is the one that brings the tests. I will not rest until his head is mine, mine, and mine alone!

BARLOWEHe has tortured the lot of you. Aid yourselves, and help me defeat him.

TIAXNo, Tiax shall face him alone. Tiax judges you not worthy of helping him. Though you may watch if you wish.

Tiax casts a spell transporting everyone into the laboratory. Imoen moves behind Wanev as Irenicus retorts at the appearance of this crowd.

IRENICUSWhat ii this? You have released all of my test subjects? How wonderfully mad of you. I didn't expect this in the least, so dangerously risky it is.

BARLOWEI am glad I amuse you, but this is a force to be reckoned with. Now, we will end your plans with your death.

IRENICUSAs over-eager as ever, but, your boasting is wasted on me. You are no threat, not even with your army of madness. Your fate has been sealed with the curse I transferred to you. I have the souls from both you and Imoen, and they have healed Bodhi and I. You will die in our place, or worse. Bodhi has told me that you have exhibited a (pause) transformation. With your will slowly fading, perhaps, the essence of Bhaal will rise to take you. That would be a sight, I am sure.

WNAEVI'll take back what is mine, now! I'll take it back. You perverted this place, and I'll take it back.

IRENICUSBah! You tortured those here long before I arrived. I merely had more purpose to do it. (grunt) I speak with madmen when I should be at my revenge.

MINSCYES! Revenge! Revenge for precious Dynaheir! Tremble, wizard, for the mighty Boo will have your eyes! RAAAARRRRGH!

JAHEIRAWhat revenge do 'you' have, wizard? You killed my Khalid with no more thought than one would give to a fly. I shall have 'my' revenge! Nature's fury shall strike you down!

IMOEN(drops Wanev dead to the floor) You, (points dagger at Irenicus) you used me! You tore apart my soul, and then, you ripped it from me! I'll kill you for that, Irenicus! I'll kill you! (hurls dagger at Irenicus)

IRENICUS(blocks dagger with a spell) Bah! Your pathetic mewlings mean even less to me than Barlowe's. Die, all of you! I have restored myself, and will work my revenge without your interference.

Irenicus, Dradeel, Naljier Skal, Aphril, Edwina, and Imoen all begin casting. Bullets from Jaheira and Viconia foil Irenicus’s first spell. Barlowe and Minsc charge him on the platform. Irenicus manages to get a few protection spells up saving him from their first strikes. Dradeel, Naljier, and Aphril let off their flurry of spells stripping Irenicus of his protection, and knocking him backwards into the glass chamber. Minsc strikes Irenicus with a punishing blow shattering the glass behind him. Barlowe closes quickly as to run Irenicus thru, but Irenicus leaps over him landing on the floor before Dradeel, Naljier, and Aphril.

IRENICUSDamn you all, why do I fight over this place when my plans may be laid anywhere. I must start anew. (releases spells at the trio killing them, and knocking the rest down) Have your victory here then, but know that you are dying on the inside even now. Many will join you before I am done. My 'home' will feel my wrath. (claps his hands causing a thunderous echo) Here! Fight amongst the mindless assassins I would sacrifice. I shall find others to serve my need. This place is yours! I hope it is your tomb! (casts a portal disappearing through it)

Viconia casts a spell causing a white aura to encompass her. The door to the lab opens with no one apparently being there. Then, Yoshimo appears with a group of assassins standing behind him.

YOSHIMOThere you are, I see. Why do you continue? You are dead inside already. Irenicus has seen to it. I am left to finish your physical shell.

BARLOWEHe will not succeed in the end. You should reconsider your allegiance to him.

YOSHIMO

(looks at his katana, and returns his eyes to Barlowe) I can't fight it, Barlowe. I can't. I was in his service first, and all those that follow him must undergo a Geas. I was willing at the time, but now. (hard pause) Do you, (pause) do you know what happens when you try to defy a Geas? (Barlowe nods to not knowing) It hurts. It hurts until it is unbearable, and then, you die. His spells are powerful, Barlowe, so powerful.

BARLOWEWe can help you, Yoshimo. This does not have to be like this.

YOSHIMOI believe it does, Barlowe. I can wither, and die for failing to kill you. Or I can fall in battle, and pray that my heart will find purchase with Ilmater. No redemptions or second chances let us get this over with. I stride into the hell that Irenicus promised. Ilmater take my heart, I have no choice!

Camera pans back to reveal the fights going on with Edwina summoning two Ogre Berserkers who pelt upon one assassin. Imoen blinds the assassin who assails her taking his weapon running him through with it. Barlowe and Yoshimo have a very acrobatic exchange of sword clashing, and appear to be a lengthy conflict. Minsc batters his assassin into another glass chamber, and confirms the assassin’s death with a great spray of blood. Jaheira pulls out her scimitars, and takes out her anger and frustration of Irenicus's escape on her assassin. Viconia stuns her assassin with the wave of a hand flicking a spell that freezes him in place, and bashes his head open with her mace. Barlowe ducks under a swing of Yoshimo's, and plants a dagger deep in Yoshimo's leg dropping him to the floor.

BARLOWEMay Ilmater have you. (decapitates Yoshimo unleashing a display of electricity about the fallen body)

The display ends as quickly as it occurred. Barlowe rolls over Yoshimo's body finding his heart wrapped within a crystal lying upon his sword.

JAHEIRAIt seems Ilmater will have his heart after all. We must take this to a priest of Ilmater for the proper ritual.

BARLOWESo be it.

Scene cuts to the grand foyer of Spellhold with Saemon Havarian looking very nervous. The party approaches him swiftly.

SAEMON HAVARIANGone and off like the shadow flees the morn. You aren't going to let him fall away so easy, are you?

BARLOWEI ruined his plans for the moment, but he has escaped with my soul. I intend to follow him.

VICONIAWhy would you encourage us so? You were in his service.

SAEMON HAVARIANThat I was, but only for the favors of Mistress Bodhi. Powerful people cast off powerful things, and a blade of novelty to them is a fine sight to such as I. But, she has no doubt fled with her 'brother', and master, leaving me to deal with the mess they have abandoned. There is no profit in this for the likes of me. Besides, I know a little of his plans through a peek or two at his journal. It's little enough, but I figure we're all in trouble if he isn't stopped.

IMOENI don't see why we should suddenly trust you. That certainly wasn't any risk, why are you so scared of Irenicus's plans now? He's said nothing of them.

SAEMONNo doubt he feels a villain is always undone in the exposition. I cannot say I blame him. I have many a dead friend that boasted when silence would have served better. From what I saw of his journal, and overhearing chats with Bodhi, I know his destination to be an Elvin city in the Forest of Tethir, Suldanessellar. (pause) What he plans on doing there, exactly, I don't know, but he seems to expect to become more powerful than anything, than the gods even, and that can't be good.

EDWINA

Hmph, that's putting it mildly. (under breath) God-hood should be solely reserved for those with the proper destiny, and mental endurance. Like me, for instance.

SAEMON HAVARIANSo, I will offer my service to you, in the hopes that we can benefit each other. I'm sure you can understand the motives of self-preservation.

BARLOWESo you propose an allegiance? I only see a benefit for you in this.

VICONIAYes, what could you possibly offer us?

SAEMON HAVARIANOf course, I would not impose this upon you without a proper offering of peace. Let me first inform you of the two ways you may escape this place. Irenicus left by a magical portal, it could be trapped, and it may even lead into the Underdark. Not a safe place to go. He has sealed the doors, but I think I can get us to the surface having experienced how he crafts his transportation spells. I know where he's 'headed', and we may even cut him off.

JAHEIRAThat seems convenient. What is the catch?

SAEMON HAVARIANThere are no secret conditions on my help. I merely seek your friendship, or at least, your pardon. I require allies if I am to survive.

IMOENI don't care which route we take. (frustrated tone) I want my, my soul back. And, I want Irenicus to suffer for what he's done.

SAEMON HAVARIANSo, will you try the portal or accompany me to the surface? Perhaps I will throw in the blade I was paid, to show you my good intent.

BARLOWEI think we'll take the portal. Dark or murky, it is clearer than your motives.

SAEMON HAVARIANAs you wish, though, I fail to see a benefit. It is a level below. The portal requires a key, which may be in his chambers. Fare ye well.

Saemon disappears through a rough sounding portal of his creation. Scene fades to a circular chamber with intricate patterns not unlike a spider web etched upon the floor. Irenicus and Bodhi approach two austere looking female drow.

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACEThings go well on the surface. The temple of their false god has been defiled.

IRENICUSI am pleased. My revenge will soon come.

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACEWe did not act for your benefit, Irenicus, though you did offer some (pause) interesting opportunities.

IRENICUSYes, Matron Mother, excuse my careless words.

A Drow captain brings two Elvin warriors in their green armor before the ensemble.

PHAEREOur first prisoners arrive, Matron Mother.

Captain BARAGHThese two rank high among the surface scum, Matron. What is to be their fate?

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACETheir presence sickens me. Kill them.

IRENICUSPerhaps it would be better to interrogate them first, Matron Mother.

ELVEN WARRIOR 1Joneleth? Joneleth, what are you doing with these monsters? You are (cutoff as Irenicus disintegrates them both)

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACE

An odd way to question, Irenicus, did you not like his tone?

IrenicusI (pause) I reconsidered, Matron. Your command was the wiser.

Scene fades to a bridge overlooking an expanse of lava with the symbol of the Drow city of Ust Natha. Camera sweeps over the bridge, and through the cavern to find a magical portal opening, and the party members falling through to the ground.

IMOENGood thing, you fellas went through first. I know I wouldn't want to be under Minsc's armor, and weight.

BARLOWE(cough) Thanks for pointing that out, Immy.

The party gathers themselves, and begins moving through the rocky formations finding a duergar camp. They approach them.

CARLIGCor der noror rrin doth samman?

UDER MORDINOl raugh corl sargh? Xunder to thuldin sonn? Thuldul ol torst?

BARLOWEI am sorry, but I cannot understand the tongue you speak.

FINDERLIGGordul! Ta jarge.

MINSCBoo bristles at his words. I don't know the language, but he is insulting us for certain.

CARLIGAhhh haha (clears throat) you must excuse my fellows. It is not often we encounter surfacers down here.

FINDERLIGYes, very seldom. They do not live long.

CARLIGWell, unfortunate things can happen in the depths, but we do not partake in such events. I am Carlig, a trader of sorts.

BARLOWEI am Barlowe. I am looking for a couple of other 'surfacers', as you say.

CARLIGI haven't seen many strangers around here, and I talk to everyone (pause) almost.

UDER MORDINHeh, those two creepy ones were back, Carlig. You remember, the neck-biter and the mage.

CARLIGOh yes, those two, bad new, I would wager. I've seen them near the Drow city. Must be up to dirty dealings. Those of morogh dark elves don't usually let strangers live.

BARLOWEThose are the two we're looking for, Bodhi and Irenicus. Thanks for the warning, but we'll have to take our chances.

CARLIGWell then, I'll wish you luck, though you won't be able to simply walk into the Drow city.

FINDERLIGThat place will come down on your head harder than a llargh tunnel unshored.

CARLIGThat's their choice to make, Finderlig. No need to worry them more. Ask about before you go assaulting that place. Might be a better way.

FINDERLIGHA!

CARLIGWell, in any case, I've wares to sell if you are interested. Always looking for fresh faces to trade with. No matter the color of shadow in you.

BARLOWE

No thanks. Maybe some other time.

Scene fades to looking up to a marvel of granite construction. A fortress built up quite a ways towards the cavern ceiling spreads out quite a distance as the party approaches its base. Camera follows the party's trek. As the party makes their way to a bridge access to the granite fortress, a patrol snaps to their attention.

ODENDAL BREACHGNOMEEdo, od golver d'tanyon! Da sugden os tear!

BARLOWEStop your grunting, and speak common, deep gnome.

ODENDAL BREACHGNOME(clears throat) You there, you who are there. Stand, and identify yourself, and your purpose.

BARLOWEBarlowe is who I am, and we're not here to cause trouble. I come in peace, as they say.

ODENDAL BREACHGNOMEHmm, you are not a resident of this place, are you? Strangers from above then? Come here you should not, though useful you may be. You may enter, but on you best behavior be. Go and speak to the Lord of our fait granite home. He will see to your well-being.

Camera follows the party as they make their way through this abandoned city. Scene fades to living quarters with a single gnome within as the party enters.

GOLDANDER BLACKENROCKAhh, travelers to our fair city, that would be rare enough, but you are surfacers by the look of you. Come, I, Goldander Blackenrock, would have words with you, if you are willing to hear.

BARLOWEI will trade you words. I need information about some fugitives I am chasing.

GOLDANDER BLACKENROCKI will help as I can, but my matter takes importance. Too much Svirneblin blood has been shed over this already. I

will give you details of the task first, and you may decide if you wish to accept. I tap rock that will.

VICONIAHow quaint. Get on with it.

GOLDANDER BLACKENROCKAs you can see, our granite home village is quite empty. I have sent the majority to deeper clime far from here. It was no longer safe, and it is our own fault. We tunneled too deep recently, and unearthed a monstrosity. A strange cavern that yielded death, a monster we have not seen outside of dreaming. The task I ask of you is simple to explain, but difficult in deed. I ask that the beast be killed, and the tunnel closed.

BARLOWECould you not just collapse the tunnel upon the creature?

GOLDANDER BLACKENROCKThe tunnel will readily collapse, of that we are sure. What is unsure is whether that would kill the beast now that it is awakened.

IMOENA-awakened? Please tell me that you mean it was hibernating, and not (pause) otherworldly.

GOLDANDER BLACKENROCKAs I said, it is a beast of our dreams, or nightmares, if you prefer. It is not of the rock. I do not know what to call it.

BARLOWEThe goal is clear enough. Now I must mention what I need to know.

GOLDANDER BLACKENROCKI am listening, but keep in mind that we are not the richest of granite homes. We are under constant pressure with the Drow being so close.

BARLOWEWhat you can spare for payment is fine with us, but we seek two surfacers that came to the Drow city.

GOLDANDER BLACKENROCK

Surfacers other than you? Ahh, I know of them, but you will have a hard time finding. They passed within the city of the Drow, Ust Natha. Now, before you ask, I may know a way into the Drow city. Well, I know a being that might help you. She could see you safely inside, but after that you would surely be dead. No offense, Malla Drow, but I see you do not wear the symbols of any House that I know. You would fare no better in there, especially with your current companions.

MINSCWorry not, Viconia. Minsc and Boo stand at the ready to protect. Right, Boo?

VICONIAIndignity after indignity, get on with your safe alternative, Goldander.

GOLDANDER BLACKENROCKIf such is the risk you would take, I will gladly point you in her direction. The great staircase goes to her lair. It is the blackest of all the tunnels, but there is glorious light on the other side. She is called Adalon by choice, though 'My Lady' will suffice just as well. Show respect, and you will have it return.

BARLOWEWhat manner of creature is this Adalon? Is she Svirneblin like you?

GOLDANDER BLACKENROCKOh, goodness no. She is a creature of great beauty, as you will hopefully see. She does keep very particular company though, more so than others of her kind. I'm sure she will see to your concerns if you approach politely, but I fear I must restrict your access until the needs of my village are met.

VICONIAOf course, selfish in your generosity is admirable.

GOLDANDER BLACKENROCKThe passage to her lair is guarded against intruders by a force of her design. It is the blackest of dark, preventing even the Drow entry. When the beast in the cavern is dispatched, I will give you a 'light gem' to banish the

darkness of the tunnel. I will give it to you gladly for this service.

BARLOWEFair enough, where must we go to find this beast you need killed?

GOLDANDER BLACKENROCKI am glad of your decision. The passage is back the way you came. Take your first right, and follow the tunnel to one of my best breachgnomes, who guards the doors to the pit. Take this Stoneshape scroll. It is linked magically to the stone of the cavern. When the beast is dead, use this to bring the cavern down upon it. I shall make it a forbidden area forever after. Thank you, Barlowe. You do not know the good you have done here.

Scene cuts to the gnome guarding the doors to the pit. As the party approaches, the gnome addresses the party.

SVIRNEBLIN BREACHGNOMEI have been informed of the permission given. You may pass into the depths if you wish, though I worry for the dangers you may face.

Jaheira and Viconia summon their elemental servants, cast protection spells, and bless weapons, as is their skill. When the party is as ready as they can be, Barlowe addresses Edwin.

BARLOWEEdwin, hurl one of your fireballs into this pit.

EDWINAOh, all right, 'master'.

After the fireball is away, the party back away from their summoned creatures, and listen. The distance explosion echoes back to the party followed by a soft howling whistle. There is a moment of silence. A devilish roar echoes up to the party. Everyone prepares as the echoes of wing flaps harkens the approach of the beast. As the Balor demon comes into view, it is pounced upon by the aerial servant and flaming man dragging it to the ground. The party members attack the creature with their blessed ammunition. Barlowe and Minsc move around the beast to get a good shot at the beast. As the beast regains its feet, Barlowe stabs it from

behind with the sword from Renal while Minsc bashes and slice with little effect with his sword and axe. The demon kills the flaming man before it falls defeated. Viconia has the aerial servant drop the beast's remains back into the pit. Then, Barlowe reads aloud the Stoneshape scroll returning the pit is fierce rumblings back into a portion of the cavern wall. Scene cuts to the living quarters where Goldander is pacing the floor almost frantically. The party enters gaining his attention.

GOLDANDER BLACKENROCKYou are welcomed back. We had worried for your safety as though one of our own were in danger. I heard the rumblings of your battle, and am glad to see you alive. I thank you immeasurably. With the tunnel collapsed, the creature will not be disturbed again. I know it is dead, but who knows what could happen with such things.

BARLOWEIt will trouble you no more.

GOLDANDER BLACKENROCKYes, and with all haste, I will not delay your own goals a second longer. Please. accept this magical item as partial payment, and the light gem as promised. With this, you will be able to pass the great stairs, and enter the lair of Adalon. I wish you well.

Barlowe hands the mace to Minsc. Scene fades to the approach of the bridge to the Drow city of Ust Natha. As the party enters the clearing before the bridge, five drow warriors teleport onto the bridge. Imoen and Edwin begin hurling magical orbs at the Drow war party with no apparent effects. Viconia's aerial servant advances on the Drow along with Minsc and Barlowe while Viconia and Jaheira use missile weapons. Imoen and Edwin summon an Ogre Berserker, and 3 ghasts to attack the Drow from behind. The aerial servant dies while Minsc is injured upon the defeat of the Drow party. Camera zooms in on the plate armor of one of the Drow, and its deep black color. Scene fades into the blackness, and the echoes of footsteps signal the camera to pull back as the light gem illuminates the stairs into the lair of Adalon. The party garners a collective look of shock. The camera swings around to reveal an ancient Silver dragon uncurling to stand before the party.

ADALON

Welcome, welcome to my lair. I have watched your progress with great interest.

BARLOWEI must be a grand sight if I interest the eyes of a silver dragon.

ADALONYour ego swells undeservedly. Interest does not mark approval or support. Do not presume to be in my good graces, Barlowe, I am not as tolerant as others of my kind. I am Adalon, the guardian, and have done my duty as well as I have been able for many a century. I was not the first, but I know the history. My charge is the Elven ruins above, an ancient temple that marks the gateway to the Underdark. There are others elsewhere, but this was the first.

IMOENWhy does it warrant you as a guardian?

ADALONThe temple marks where the elves of dark hearts first descended, truly separating from Elven kind, and becoming Drow. The Drow keep the outpost of Ust Natha here as a symbol, one that is fought over regularly, though I have governed the hostilities, and seen peace for decades at a time. But, there has been a crime here recently, and I can no longer honor my commitment. I will ask your assistance, and in return, I will aid you.

BARLOWESpeak on. I will listen, and see what we can do.

ADALONSilence! I... I will tell you when you may speak. This is a VERY important matter, and I will not be interrupted.

JAHEIRAOf course, my Lady Adalon, Barlowe, do keep quiet.

ADALONThe Drow respected the borders of this place for centuries, only venturing out for sport and small skirmishes. That was the balance. The two you seek, this Bodhi and Jon Irenicus, I believe they have made a deal with the Drow for their own safe passage, and offered a way to tip the scales against their Elven enemy.

JAHEIRAIt is unfortunate that they did not offend you in some way. We might have been spared the headache of this journey if they had to face an angry Silver.

ADALONThey have done worse, half-elf. You may ask why I do not extend my influence. I cannot. Irenicus bargained with my most prized possession. He violated my lair, and stole from me. They have taken my eggs.

BARLOWESo, Bodhi snuck in here as a creature of darkness, and snatched your children to be.

IMOENUnfortunate. I presume they threaten to destroy them should you venture out?

ADALONCorrect. It is the final straw in a long list of atrocities I have been witness to.

MINSCBoo shakes with disbelief. Such a crime will not go unanswered.

ADALONYou must retrieve them for me. Do this, and I will reveal a safe escape route to leave the Underdark, one that emerges close to where Irenicus plots his next move. In addition to placing you near your target, I will also make a gift of an item from my hoard. It will be powerful, and worthy of your service.

BARLOWEI wonder what it is that you think we can do? You ask us to face an entire Drow city.

ADALONI realize the danger of the request, but I do not ask you to simply assault the place. No, there is a much more subtle way to succeed. There is much treachery in Ust Natha. You will take the identity of a group of Drow, which I dispatched prior to the taking of my eggs. A party from another city destined for Ust Natha.

JAHEIRATo become such a hated thing, I do not look forward to that.

VICONIA(chuckle) An improvement, I think. One that you should relish as a brief glimpse of your betters.

ADALON(slight growl) I will address you shortly, Drow. Make no mistake. First, to the rest of you, I will transform you, and you will be able to pass among the Drow with ease. They will not see through the fiction I create. When you arrive at the gate, tell them you are from the city of Ched Nasad, and that you seek sanctuary within Ust Natha.

BARLOWEI question the logic of this. I do not know the ways of the Drow as well as I should.

ADALONImprovise. They are in the turmoil of war at the moment, and will overlook much. They will not turn away extra hands. You might also consult the Drow you travel with. I'm sure she will be a fountain of knowledge. She has an interest in not being discovered, I understand. Viconia, is it not? You are a rogue, and as much reviled by the Drow, and any surface dweller. Still, if you seek redemption and betray me, I will end your life.

VICONIAYou need not threaten me. Just see to the transformation.

ADALONYou will not be discovered by any other means than your own mistakes. So, be careful not to make them.

BARLOWE(surveys the party) Let the casting begin.

ADALONYes, let it be done.

The silver dragon goes through a series of gestures with its paws, and the party becomes enveloped inside of mystical cocoons, which blossom open like flowers. The party now appear as Drow with all of their equipment in like styles.

ADALONIt is done. You now resemble the denizens of the Drow city, complete with a house insignia that will not draw undue attention. I suggest you act like Drow when speaking to anyone you meet. You will also have knowledge of the language of the Drow, and your speech will be heard as though you've spoken their dark tongue all your life. The illusion will last as long as it needs to. Trying to leave the city through their main gate to the surface will dispel the magic. You will be on your own against impossible odds. I am sorry, but I must protect my interests. The only safe escape is through my influence once my eggs are recovered.

BARLOWEAs long as you honor the deal, I will be content.

ADALONI thank you. Remember, you are from the city of Ched Nasad. Take a Drow name as well. Use 'Veldrin', it is commonly used.

Scene cuts to the walkway before the gates of Ust Natha. As the party nears it, a portal opens with a Drow male stepping before the party.

DROW GATE GUARDWho is there? You are Drow, but there are no scheduled patrols at this time. Identify yourselves.

VICONIA(grasps Barlowe's shoulder) Stand strong, Barlowe. The Drow cower before no one, least of all their own. I will speak to this worm of a male. (approaches the guard in domineering fashion) You there! We are from the city of Ched Nasad, and you will let us pass. We require rest, and the services of your temples.

DROW GATE GUARDYou are welcome within, travelers from Ched Nasad. I regret my tone, but all must be examined before entry to Ust Natha. There would normally be an extensive questioning of you, but we were expecting your group from Ched Nasad. Your late arrival has delayed the plans of Solaufein. Enter quickly, (gate begins to open) and be sure that you seek Solaufein's counsel. He of the Male Fighter's Society will instruct you on your conduct within Ust Natha. (gate is fully opened) Be

aware that your welcome is conditional, and if you fail to meet with him or fail him in any other way, you will be hunted for sport by all that care to join in. The Male Fighter's Society is in the North end of the city, past the Female Fighter's Society before the Spider pit.

The guard steps through a portal disappearing before the tunnel leading into Ust Natha.

VICONIA(addressing the party) I advise caution in this place. We are fortunate not to be taken hostage as foreigners, and sold as slaves.

IMOENWhat should we expect, Viconia? How 'different' is this going to be?

VICONIAIn very few aspects, it is like standing in the barracks of your militias. Everything else is centered on the Matron Mothers, and Lolth the Demon Queen of Spiders. Females harden your hearts, and hold a fierceness in your mind when speak to all others. 'Veldrin' and Minsc as the males of our group remember you can speak down to any male within, but respond to the women only when spoken to. We rule the Drow, and move the males about like pawns upon chessboards.

Camera sweeps over the party, and moves out into the massive cavern of Ust Natha. The architecture of the buildings and above ground walkways are a marvel beheld. Spiders and Driders can be seen scittering about at the fringes of view. Camera swings to one side revealing the party's collective stare into the impressiveness of Ust Natha. Camera follows the party as they make their way through the crowd of a trading bazaar, and move along a walkway finding a tavern sign signifying the first building they come to. Camera zooms into the tavern, which sign fades into the Male Fighter's Society sign. Camera pans down to reveal Solaufein musing over papers in his dark purple armor. Solaufein notices the party's approach.

SOLAUFEINAh, you are the newcomers that have been sent my way, I see. As if I do not have enough to accomplish in a day without suffering for the welfare of the weak. There is no 'refuge' to be had in Ust Natha, fools. We pay for our existence

here with blood, and you shall do the same. My name is Solaufein, and for now you shall do as I say to prove your worth to the Matron Mothers. Failure is death, and just because there are females with you, do not think to challenge me. You are foreigners, no better than slaves until the Matron Mothers say otherwise. Pfeh! I suppose I should get your shepherding underway. (points at Barlowe) Have you a name, vagrant, or shall I simply refer to you as the male?

BARLOWEI am Veldrin, Solaufein. Show me the respect I am due, and you may receive the respect due you in return.

SOLAUFEINHah! You shall get none from me, regardless of your achievements in Ched Nasad. It must be earned, but your spirit may serve you well in Ust Natha, if you know when to show it. No matter, one of the Matron Mothers has taken an interest in your arrival, and wishes to avail herself of your skills. She will send a Handmaiden to speak with you at the entrance platform to the city shortly. I shall be there, no doubt, to herd you on your mission like a nursing mother. I will go seek her out now. If you are intelligent, you will go to the entrance platform quickly. The handmaidens are notoriously impatient. (Solaufein departs heading south from the party)

VICONIAIf they mean for us to prove our place, we must serve the Matrons utterly. Any misstep, no matter how slight, will draw the attention of the Spider Queen's watchers. No doubt, they are already curious of us. We do not need their scrutiny, yes? Remember: absolute obedience to those of greater rank, especially the Handmaidens of Lolth, and the Matron Mothers. To those of equal or lesser rank, no mercy. Otherwise, take advantage of whatever favor is thrown your way. For ones such as us, it is the only way to achieve what you are not born to. No mercy, it is our way.

Scene fades to the entrance platform with Solaufein and Imrae, Handmaiden of Lolth await the party. Barlowe leads the party onto the platform followed by Viconia, Jaheira, Imoen, Edwina, and Minsc. They stand before Solaufein.

SOLAUFEIN

You have come in good time. Your life in Ust Natha will be far less unpleasant if you continue to perform as you are commanded in a timely fashion. As I said, a Matron Mother has designated a task for us. Imrae, favored of Lolth, this is the traveler from Ched Nasad who might be of great use.

IMRAEYour story has been verified so far, Veldrin of Ched Nasad, and that is why you have not been sold as a lowly slave, or made an amusement in the tavern. But, you still have no place here. You are fortunate, indeed, that many of our finest warriors are busy with (pause) preparations, elsewhere. Fortunate enough that a Matron Mother has decided to make use of you. Cling to that sole hope, worms, and do not fail the Matron Mother. For if you do, the horrors of your punishment shall be far more terrible than had we beset you at the gate. Explain what has occurred, Solaufein. Be quick about it, male, for the Spider Queen demands my attention.

SOLAUFEINAt once, Handmaiden. If I were to speak of the devourers, Veldrin, you would know what of I speak, yes?

BARLOWEYou mean the Illithids? Yes, I know what they are.

SOLAUFEINIllithids? Very intelligent of you, Veldrin, that is the name of which they refer to themselves as. No matter, you are correct. A Matron Mother's eldest daughter ran afoul of devourers while scouting. Her fool companions fled, or were slaughtered with her being taken captive. They know a prize when they have one, the devourers. They will bring the Matron's daughter to their city, and should they reach it she shall be lost forever. With the 'preparations' of the armies, we are the only ones who can intercept those devourers. We must go to their cavern entrance, and wait for them. Handmaiden Imrae has given me a blessed item of Lolth that will pull the devourers from their astral travel at that point. It is there we must pounce. The Matron Mother has no desire to see her eldest daughter become a snack for the devourers. So, we must not fail! Do you understand, Veldrin?

BARLOWE

I am to meet you at the entrance to the Illithid caverns, and ambush some Illithid who have a Matron Mother's daughter captive.

SOLAUFEINExactly. The Illithid tunnels are in the southeast portion of the Main Underdark cavern. I will be scouting ahead. You will find me there when you arrive. We do not expect the Illithids for some time, yet, so you have the opportunity to rest, and resupply yourself, if that is what you wish to do. You must meet me at the entrance within the next twelve hours, no more. Do not be late.

IMRAEIndeed. There are many exquisite horrors that may be found for you in the Demonweb Pits, should you fail. And, if you decide to run, the Driders will eventually track you down. As for you, Solaufein, the Matron Mother expects even better from you. Report to the temple before you leave the city.

SOLAUFEINAs (pause) as you wish, Handmaiden.

Imrae and Solaufein move through individual portals leaving the platform.

BARLOWE(Addresses the women of the party) Is there a spell to protect our minds from the Illithid's psionic attack?

VICONIAI believe there is, but Shar has not granted me strength enough for the whole party.

BARLOWEWell, let's visit a temple, and see if they can provide for us.

Camera pulls back as the party leaves the platform. Scene fade to the stalagmite formations of the main Underdark cavern ceiling, and pans down finding Solaufein sharpening his weapon. The party approaches Solaufein straightening themselves as they near him.

SOLAUFEIN

Good you are here. I was beginning to wonder how long I would have to remain waiting amongst these forsaken rocks before you showed you.

BARLOWEWe almost didn't make it. We ran afoul of a Kou-toan hunting party. One was quite insane, and the last to fall. Iconia wished his heart as a trophy.

SOLAUFEINAre you a priestess of Lolth, Iconia?

VICONIAI am studying to be, but have yet to be accepted into their ranks.

SOLAUFEINSo be it. Have you a question before the battle, Veldrin? Make it quick.

BARLOWEWho, exactly, are we here to rescue?

SOLAUFEINHer name is Phaere of House Despana, eldest daughter of the Matron Mother Ardulace. Be sure that you do not harm her, even by accident. Do not expect to be rewarded by her if our rescue is successful. She expects no less from lesser Drow. We have no choice in the matter.

MINSCIs there anything we should know about fighting the mind flayers?

SOLAUFEINMind (pause) flayers? Flayers of the mind? An interesting term for the devourers, perhaps native to Ched Nasad, no matter, attack them quickly once they appear before they use their powers to stun your mind, and feast upon it at their leisure. Enough talk, I sense the Illithids' approach. Wait and I shall bring them out of the astral plane, when they come close.

Solaufein begins using the device, which begins to glow causing a column of sparkling lights to form around Solaufein. Explosions echo around the party, and shapes begin to form scattered around the party.

BARLOWEPull out a sizeable weapon, and look over the shapes for tentacles. If it doesn't appear to be Drow, hold your weapon inside it before it finishes materializing.

VICONIAYes, a quick death will follow.

There are more shapes than party members as Solaufein completes the procedure. Phaere's bonds are cut free by Imoen as Barlowe swings two swords at an Illithid, while the remainder of the group attacks an Umber Hulk. Phaere casts a spell, which causes an aura about her rescuers, and watches Barlowe as he slices tentacles from the Illithid. As Imoen draws her bow to fire upon the Illithid, Phaere directs her to attack the Umber Hulk. Barlowe is struck by the Illithid being knocked to his backside loosing a sword in the fall. As the badly wounded Illithid attempts to flee, Barlowe hurls his remaining sword into the creature's exposed mouth causing it to squeal violently as it falls to the ground. With the death of the final Illithid, the Umber Hulk leaps at the cavern wall boring its way free of its attackers. Barlowe gathers his swords moving towards Jaheira and Viconia who are healing Solaufein and Minsc. Phaere and Imoen approach the ensemble with Solaufein moving forward to address Phaere.

SOLAUFEINGreetings, Phaere, daughter of Ardulace. I trust you are uninjured?

PHAEREWho is that? Solaufein? So, Matron Mother sent you, did she? How that must gall you, risking your life to save mine.

SOLAUFEINI did as I was commanded.

PHAEREYes, you did, as any male should. You have done well enough, I suppose, you and your (pause) assistance. (notes Barlowe being bandaged by Viconia) Hmmmn, who is this male with you?

SOLAUFEIN

(turns noting Barlowe) That one? That is (cutoff by Phaere)

PHAEREI am sure he can speak for himself, male. Am I correct? You have a tongue, yes? Who might you be?

BARLOWE(steps towards Phaere) I am Veldrin from Ched Nasad.

PHAEREIndeed? A foreigner? How very odd. We shall have to speak more, you and I, once we are back in Ust Natha. I shall head back to the city on my own, and inform the Matron Mother of your (turns to face Solaufein) successful service, Solaufein. You have proven useful. You should be grateful.

SOLAUFEINYou are going to return on your own? No! What if you encounter danger once again? I shall not be responsible for (Phaere cuts him off)

PHAEREI appreciate you touching 'concern', but I can handle myself, Solaufein. It is 'my' command, so you have no choice. Farewell. (moves off on her own)

SOLAUFEINBlasted, arrogant wench! May the Spider Queen bite at her black heart! I shall follow her to ensure her over-confidence does not endanger us all. Return to the city on your own, Veldrin. I shall meet you at the entrance platform.

Scene fades to the entrance platform where Imrae and Solaufein await the party.

SOLAUFEINYou have returned, finally. Good. Bad enough that I had to worry over Phaere's safe return, I was not about to start concerning myself over yours.

IMRAEYes, the daughter of the Matron Mother is safely returned. You have done an excellent service. I am told the Matron Mother is pleased. Phaere has also sent a command to you, which must not be ignored. You are to meet her in the tavern here in the city. She wishes to speak with you,

although I cannot wonder why. She asks for you, too, Solaufein. You are all to rest and relax in the tavern as a 'reward' for your service.

SOLAUFEINBut, Handmaiden, I have no wish to (cutoff by Imrae's raised hand)

IMRAEDo you wish to earn punishment a second time, male? You shall do as she says. She shall see all of you at the tavern within a day's time, no more. That is all.

The ensemble disperses as the camera pulls back to reveal the tavern at a short distance from the platform. Scene fades to the cocoon-like INT of the tavern. Camera circles above revealing a staircase to a floor above, to arenas with differing sorts of battles going on inside them, and a few tables with a variety of patrons at them. Camera swing into where the party approaches Phaere and Solaufein seated at a table

PHAEREAh, it is you. Veldrin arrives at last to greet the female that he rescued so valiantly from the clutches of the filthy devourers.

SOLAUFEINAh, I must have been invisible, and uninvolved during that encounter. I see.

PHAEREI was speaking to Veldrin, Solaufein. When I speak to you, it shall be to command you to lick my boot. Keep your bitterness silent, or lose your tongue. (Phaere returns her look to Barlowe) Now, ignore your emasculated commander's outburst, Veldrin, and consider this a time for reward and enjoyment. Mother Ardulace was pleased by your performance. Solaufein's abilities are known to her, but she was delighted to learn you are such a powerful fighter. Ust Natha could use such as you, Veldrin. Amongst the Drow, only the strong survive. You could have slaves at your beck and call, rewards at your fingertips, the favor of Lolth. How does this sound?

BARLOWEInteresting, but what's the catch?

PHAEREThe catch? The catch is that you have to earn that favor, Veldrin. Favor and comforts are not given out lightly. They must be purchased with blood and sacrifice.

SOLAUFEINWhy don't you go ahead, and carve out his heart now, Phaere? You will get to that part eventually, won't you?

PHAERESilence! Not all Drow forget that sometimes a reward is worth spending a part of yourself, or everything. (Phaere glares at Solaufein) It is a lesson you would do well to re-learn. (Phaere returns her eyes to Barlowe) Seeing as you are so capable, Veldrin, you and Solaufein have been given another task to complete for the greater glory of Lolth. You will all meet me on the city platform, away from curious ears. But, not right away, rest, and amuse yourselves for a time. I shall be here awhile. After I leave take no longer than a few days before you meet with me on the platform. This is as the Matron Mother commands, and so shall it be.

[Tavern combats can be inserted here if needed]

Scene fades into overlooking the bazaar and city platform. Camera zooms in on Solaufein pacing at the edge of the steps with Phaere appearing from a portal a few paces away. The party climbs the steps reaching Solaufein with Barlowe garnering his attention.

SOLAUFEIN(snort) Don't talk to me. Phaere dragged us here, and she has told me nothin. You are 'unfortunate' enough to have her favor. Pry her plans from her, if you can.

PHAERE(approaches the ensemble) Aye, you have finally come. Good. Your timing is excellent, as I had just arrived here recently, myself. I trust you are ready to leave presently.

SOLAUFEINWhat, exactly, are we to be ready for, Phaere? Why have you brought us out here? Is this some fool ambition of yours?

PHAERE

None of my ambitions are foolish, Solaufein. We are here to perform a service for the good of the city, and the Matron Mother.

SOLAUFEINI wasn't aware Mother Ardulace did anything 'for the good of the city'.

PHAERESilence! You will obey, mal! An eye tyrant, a beholder, is in the city, smuggling adamantine. The Matrons have decided we are to kill it.

SOLAUFEINWhat is this? Did you say 'we'?

PHAEREI did. I am to join you in this duty. The eye tyrant has come on his Spelljammer ship, near here. Solaufein and I will go, and scout it out, alone. Veldrin, I trust you can find your own way to the ship. It is off one of the platforms in the southeast of Ust Natha. Do not take too long to catch up. Come, Solaufein, we can catch up on 'old times'.

The party makes their way through the bazaar to one of the walkways past the tavern. A scream snatches everyone's attention.

ELVEN WOMANGods help me! Get out of my way! (pushes past the party rounding a corner)

Camera pans to note the Spelljammer ship is down the walkway the elf came from. A trio of Drow approaches the party running.

DROW LEADERHo there. Have you seen the surface bitch? 'Tis fine sport, but she's quick on her feet.

MINSCShe went that way. (points in wrong direction)

DROW LEADERExcellent. She'll taste pain soon.

The party continues down this walkway as the scene fades into the docking platform for the vessel. Phaere and Solaufein are near a set of crates, and wave over the party as they come into sight.

PHAEREVeldrin! Finally, we have been watching the crew leave the ship for their rest, and I suspect the eye tyrant is soon to follow. We must be ready.

SOLAUFEINConcentrate all of your effort upon the eye tyrant, Veldrin. Do not bring harm to Phaere or myself. Such 'accidents' happen far too often for my liking.

PHAEREHmph, indeed, although I can. Wait, be still. It comes, I sense it. Be ready.

The beholder floats up to the gangplank to disembark, and positions itself sideways to move from the ship out over the plank. It moves down the plank, and faces the ship upon reaching the platform. It begins to return the plank to ship side as the party attacks. The creature takes quick damage from missile weapons as it moves an eye to its attackers. Jaheira is stunned being knocked to the ground unable to move. Barlowe motions for Minsc to hurl him at the creature. Barlowe strikes the creature deep with his sword, and holds on as the creature descends to the platform with its eyes spasming violently. The party able to move drags Jaheira out of the way changing crates to avoid the creature's uncontrolled eye blasts. Phaere and Solaufein charge the beast adding to the melee damage Barlowe has caused. The remaining party members move to guarding positions as the beholder's eyes flop lifeless against the great husk.

SOLAUFEINA most brilliant victory! The Spider Queen smiles on us today. We have spat in the great eye of the eye tyrants, and live to tell the tale.

PHAEREIndeed. Well done. Do not disturb the carcass, however. There will be acolytes coming to deal with it.

SOLAUFEIN

Deal with it? What do you speak of, Phaere? Why would acolytes wish to do anything with the corpse of an eye tyrant?

PHAEREAsk me no question, Solaufein. We shall return to report to the Matron Mothers. In three days, I will see you again in the tavern, Veldrin.

SOLAUFEINWhat is going on here, Phaere? This is too suspicious.

PHAEREDo as you are commanded, male and live. Veldrin, journey about the city at your will, but remember our meeting. Do not be 'late'.

[Insert Illithid city here if needed]

[Gnome quest may be used or left out. Have started with the argument between Phaere and Solaufein to continue]

PHAEREWhat is this? Are you losing your stomach for blood, Solaufein? The Spider Queen would be displeased to hear such, I would think.

SOLAUFEINI save my wrath for the Drow's true enemies. Lolth knows this, as does the Matron Mother of my own House.

PHAEREIt is not for you to decide, male! (Phaere rises from her table) I shall have your bloody heart ripped from your chest on the altar if you continue to speak!

SOLAUFEINI call your bluff, arrogant one. Act, and you risk war between your House and mine. How would Mother Ardulace see that, I wonder?

PHAEREIt is almost worth it to silence your impudent tongue! If a Handmaiden were to see you speak to me as such, she would flay you open without a second thought!

SOLAUFEIN

You should be so lucky, Despana bitch.

PHAEREBah! I will listen to no more! Veldrin! Meet me within my private quarters in the Female Fighter Society tower. Within one hour, Veldrin, do 'not' be late.

BARLOWEWhy? Why your private quarters?

PHAEREBecause I wish privacy, worm! Fail to attend me, and I shall have you dragged there screaming by hooks!

Scene fades to the INT of Phaere's apartment. The party enters the foyer, and approaches Phaere.

PHAERE(locks eyes with Barlowe) You are lucky that my mood is improved, male. I was pondering having you tortured for my amusement, but the whim has passed. You needn't look so nervous, fool. If I desired you for intimate matter, you'd naked, and sweating already. (pause) No, I need for something else. You are aware of my relationship with Solaufein, yes? You need not stare at me blankly. Our animosity is open, and obvious. His insolence is beyond all endurance. I cannot tolerate it further without risking my position in Lolth's hierarchy. I also cannot take action that would be traced back to myself, or my House without risking war. So, you shall take action for me. You will kill Solaufein.

BARLOWEWhat would be my reward for this task?

PHAEREYour reward is continued existence, and 'my' continued favor. You will do this because I command it, or suffer unspeakable torments. We are Drow, and the Drow show no mercy. My opportunity is nearly upon me, and I will not be distracted by a gnat on my back. Solaufein has been given time off from his regular duties. You will find him in his quarters at the Male Fighter's Society, sulking, as is his want. He will not be expecting you, but nor will he suspect your true intentions, I imagine. He will greet you, and then, you will kill him. Those of my House would be questioned first for his death, but you, without allies of

any House, can get away with his murder. Once you are done, take his. Hmmm, take his piwawfi cloak, and bring it back to me here. It shall make an excellent trophy. That is all. Do you understand what I ask of you, Veldrin? Telling anyone will bring death down upon yourself. I shall keep your secret if you keep mine.

BARLOWEI understand, and look forward to killing that arrogant bastard.

PHAEREIt is good to see a Drow male with a commendable lust for power. Continue with this attitude, Veldrin, and things in Ust Natha will prove favorable for you. Go, then, you have three days to hunt down the fool, and return with his cloak. Do not fail me, Veldrin.

Scene cuts to EXT of the apartment.

JAHERIADespite what she says, Barlowe, we may be able to use this situation to our advantage. Perhaps there is no need to kill Solaufein. Consider this, at least.

Camera pulls back, and swings to view the Male Fighter's Society tower. Camera swoops to the door of Solaufein's apartment following the party in.

SOLAUFEIN(rises from his chair setting down his weapon in the middle of polishing) Veldrin?! What are you doing here? The Matron Mothers have not given me another task so soon, have they? I was given leave to rest.

BARLOWEPhaere sent me to kill you, Solaufein, but I'm not going to do it.

SOULAFEINI see. It was only a matter of time before she acted, I suppose. No alliance of mine to any House could prevent the unseen dagger from plunging into my back.

BARLOWEWhy is there so much animosity between you two?

SOLAUFEINPhaere and I were (pause) lovers once. Mother Ardulace felt Phaere cared for me in a most un-Drow-like fashion, and had her taken by the Handmaidens. They tortured her with tentacle rods, tortures I can only shudder at the thought of. When they were done, all that remained of Phaere was her ambition. And I, I remained only as a constant reminder of her weakness. (sigh) I have been expecting this for a long time. So, then, if you are not going to kill me, what do you propose that we do?

BARLOWEI need your piwawfi cloak to prove to Phaere that you are dead, but what will you do?

SOLAUFEINYou can have my cloak. I have little need of it. (gives Barlowe his cloak) And for I, I do not know. I cannot be seen in the city without endangering your lives as well as my own. I do not wish war between my House, and the Despana. I (pause) I have never wished to harm those who were not foul and evil, true enemies of the Drow. (hard pause) I do not know why I tell you this. Perhaps, it is the mercy you show me, but I feel we Drow have lost the right path. We need to be led back to it. I will seek those who feel as I do, perhaps. I shall remain in the shadows, and not betray your secret, Veldrin. I thank you for the mercy you have shown. It suggests that there is hope for our people. May (pause) may Eillistraee, Lady Silverhair, watch over you always.

Camera zooms in on the piwawfi cloak, and back out to reveal Barlowe entering Phaere's apartment first carrying it. Phaere springs to life at the sight of Barlowe holding it.

PHAERE Ah, I see you carrying his piwawfi cloak, my darling, Veldrin. He (pause) Solaufein is dead, yes? Yes, of course, he is. Here (pause) give it to me. (holds the cloak up before her eyes, and almost dances with it) "All love is foolish". You have done well, Veldrin. You have earned a place of honor in this House by serving me well. This shall not stop, naturally. First, I will speak to you alone, Veldrin. Your companions may rest over there with the acolytes.

The camera follows Barlowe and Phaere into her bedroom. Phaere locks her door behind them. Camera pans to catch the

shocked look on Jaheira's face, and sly grin on Viconia's. Scene cuts to INT of Phaere's bedroom.

PHAEREI find you useful, Veldrin. You are a strong and powerful male, worthy of my bed. You shall remain here for a time, and please me. (places her hands on the front of Barlowe's armor) Come.

BARLOWE(places his hands around Phaere's) I (pause) I can't, Phaere.

PHAEREWhat do you mean 'can't'? I command it! Why do you balk?

BARLOWEBecause I, (pause) belong to another.

PHAEREWhat?! Who?

BARLOWEMy companion, Iconia.

PHAEREWhy, I shall have her put to death for Solaufein's murder if you refuse me. I will be Matron Mother of House Despana, and Iconia will never compare with that.

BARLOWEWell, I no longer have a choice, then. Do I?

PHAEREIt is the male's post to obey.

Camera pulls back as they remove Barlowe's armor. Phaere is an erotic animal pawing over every part of Barlowe's body. Scene fades to black with only the sounds of passion carrying the moments with an exhausted expiation.

PHAEREAhh, Veldrin.

Silence grips the blackness for a moment. Scene cuts to Phaere dressed in her armor lying onto the covers of her bed next to Barlowe. She uses the handle of her mace to trace

the outlines of Barlowe's legs under the covers until he shows signs of waking.

PHAEREAh, finally, you awaken. Come, rise, lazy one. I was almost ready to call in the slaves, and have you beaten. There is much for you to do. (Barlowe gets out from under the covers revealing his bare backside, and begins to dress himself) It is time to introduce you to the Matron Mother of House Despana, Veldrin. (camera returns to Phaere) Mother Ardulace is anxious to see the male who has done so much for Ust Natha. You will go to the temple, and meet Mother Ardulace & myself there. Do not delay, Veldrin. Mother Ardulace wishes to speak with you immediately.

Phaere climbs out of bed, and walks past Barlowe as he is putting on the chest plate of his armor. Scene cuts to Barlowe exiting the chamber to meet Jaheira scowling at him.

JAHEIRAYou spent quite some time in the Drow woman's chambers, Barlowe. Care to elaborate what you were about, as if I did not know?

BARLOWEShe forced me, Jaheira, with the deaths of the females who journeyed with me. It served a purpose, and nothing more.

JAHEIRAI know the purpose. Simple self-gratification, or do you maintain there was no way to avoid the situation? (grunt) Enough, I do not want to hear any more. (Jaheira makes for the exit of the apartment)

VICONIA(approaches Barlowe with a devilish grin on her face) It seems that you cannot resist the spell that Drow females cast, Barlowe. I find it quite amusing, actually. Did she force you into the act, or did you go willingly?

BARLOWEIf it was to spare your life, would you consider that forced, or coerced at the very least?

VICONIANo matter. (chuckle) Hopefully, we have the opportunity to kill the wench. Were I not in hiding, I would challenge her

openly, and remove her head. But, we cannot have everything.

Scene cuts to the INT of the Temple of Lolth the Spider Queen. Mother Ardulace and Phaere stand at the center of a great mural of Lolth, herself, awaiting the party. The party enters view, and line up before Mother Ardulace.

PHAEREAh. Here you are! Matron, this is the male that I spoke to you of, Veldrin.

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACEI can see him well enough, fool girl. You think I am blind? Ehhh, I see nothing special about him. What fascinates you so?

PHAEREMatron, he is an excellent fighter, and the one who rid House Despana of its 'other' problem.

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACE'This' is that one. Illithids, eye tyrants, and the mighty Solaufein. Are you sure? To me he looks scrawny, and there is (pause) something 'odd'.

PHAEREI am positive, Matron, that he could prove of great use to you.

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACEEhhh, perhaps. Let him prove it, then, if he is to become so favored in the eyes of Despana. You, boy! You there. Veldrin, is it? Pay attention. The eye tyrant you killed coming from their so-called city. It was not the right type. I told the girl, here, which type I required, and that was not the one.

PHAEREBut, Matron, I (cutoff by Ardulace)

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACESilence, girl! I'll not swallow your lies! Speak again, and I'll send you into the pits of Lolth. Would you like to deal with the Drider again so soon, girl? (Ardulace returns her look to Barlowe) Now, Veldrin, you have proven yourself as competent. This is good. House Despana needs

competence; a rare commodity when one is surrounded by fools. House Despana is about to embark on the path to greatness, Veldrin. You can tie yourself tightly to us. Mother Lolth approves of the successful. But, I require something rather rare to begin this path. You might acquire it for me. So, I shall give you the task, and see if you can earn Despana's favor. I need the blood of one of the neighbor races, Veldrin. The noble races only, and blood from one of their most powerful members, a dangerous task. Your first option is to acquire the blood of an Elder Orb, most powerful of the eye tyrants, its blood or an eye. I bade the fool girl do this, but she failed.

PHAEREThe Spelljammer tyrant was supposed to be an elder, matron. I swear that is what the spies had reported. They must have exaggerated.

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACESILENCE! You should have checked on it yourself, girl? Do 'you' rely solely on this male to be your strength, AND your wits?

PHAERENo, Matron, I do not.

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACEEnough! Should you go after the Elder Orb, you will no doubt find one in the tunnels in the southeastern portion of the main caverns. Your other options are to gather blood from the Elder Brain of the Illithid, or from a Prince of the Kuo-Toa. Either would be as difficult as the Elder Orb. Go, then, Veldrin. Bring me the blood of one of these creatures. House Despana awaits your return, but do not tarry. This is my command.

BARLOWEWe have already encountered the Kuo-Toan, Matron. I have some of its blood here within the heart we took from the leader of the party we defeated. Is this of the right type?

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACEYou. You have already? (makes the gestures of a spell) yes. Yes, you have. I have attuned my magic to sense this blood, but I did not think to look for it within the city nor on you.

PHAEREYou have the blood. You have done it, outstanding, Veldrin.

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACEAhhh, the Spider Queen smiles upon us this day. Our gamble does not go unwasted, daughter. Your champion has brought us the blood we need.

PHAEREPraise Lolth! The ritual may finally be begun. Despana will rule Ust Natha without question as the pre-eminent House.

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACEIndeed. But, we must be cautious, daughter, ever cautious. The ritual may be disturbed before it is completed. The silver one may get desperate.

PHAEREYou are going to seal the city, Matron?

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACEYes. We cannot be disturbed from the outside. I shall go, now, and begin the proper preparations. This shall be a glorious day, indeed. Veldrin, you have done House Despana the greatest of services. You will be a male without equal. Riches and slaves shall be tours. I shall see to it as soon as the ritual has been completed. Now is the time for you to rest, strong one. There is nothing more for you to prove to me.

PHAEREWell, I am not done with him just yet. Veldrin, come to my personal apartments. I expect you to meet me there within the hour. This is not a request.

Scene cuts to INT of Phaere's apartment with Phaere standing next to a table musing over a box upon it. The party enters the room.

PHAEREVeldrin? (Phaere turns to face the party) Good. I have a plan (pause) a plan that will place me as the head of House Despana even as we take our place as the rightful ruling House of Ust Natha. My plan includes you, Veldrin. Without you timely arrival here, none of this would have been possible. Do as I say, and your rewards will be

unimaginable. Refuse, and. Well, why would you refuse? You have everything to gain, Veldrin. Everything. In order for this plan to be successful, however, you must betray the Matron Mother. Are you willing to do this? Think carefully on your answer.

BARLOWE(surveys the party) I have no qualms about betraying the Matron Mother nor do my companions.

PHAEREGood, then, you may aid me in my plan, and be rewarded accordingly, once I am the new Matron Mother. You heard Matron speak of the ritual? Matron will summon a demon of terrible power, Veldrin, one to aid in our attack upon the surface elves.

EDWINAAh, a denizen of the lower planes to unleash upon the elves. The use of the eggs begins to make sense. (under her breath) Why Irenicus would involve himself remains a mystery.

PHAEREThe blood in a component in this ritual, used to draw the demon's attention, and bring him before us. Most gloriously, House Despana has acquired the eggs of a silver dragon, the one guarding the route to the surface that we Drow descended from so long ago. Holding these eggs hostage keeps the silver dragon from interfering. Even better, Matron plans to use them as an offering to the demon to enlist its aid. Indeed, what demon could refuse? House Despana will have opened the way for the war, and summoned its most powerful warrior. We shall be pre-eminent. However, there is no rule that states Ardulace must still be Matron Mother of such a powerful House. Go to the treasury within Lolth's temple, Veldrin. Steal the dragon's eggs, and replace them with these convincing fakes that I have had made. You will then bring the real eggs to me. (hands eggs within box to Barlowe) Matron will offer the fake eggs to the demon, and be killed. Then, I shall offer him the real eggs. The ritual will be completed, and I shall be Matron Mother. Here. Here is the key to the treasury room. (hands key to Barlowe) Return with the real eggs before the ritual is ready to begin. I give you one warning. The guards will try, and stop you in the treasury, if they see you. Kill them only if you must. Use stealth, Veldrin. Now, go.

Scene fades as the party exits to the walkway leading to the entrance of the Temple of Lolth. The party is traversing the walkway as a portal opens before them revealing Solaufein.

SOLAUFEINVeldrin! Excellent, I have found you. I have been watching you for some time, now, here in the city. I do not know your purpose, or if you will listen to me. I have something to offer, something to give that treacherous wench, Phaere, what she deserves.

BARLOWEI'm all ears, Solaufein.

SOLAUFEINI followed her, and saw that she had duplicates of the dragon's eggs made, and have surmised her plans. I had a second copy made. Phaere had her copies marked so she would recognize them, but these have no such mark. They will fool her if you give them to her instead of the real eggs. Will you take them, Veldrin? Will you take them, and give them to her?

BARLOWEI will. (accepts Solaufein's eggs) Thank you, Solaufein. (hands eggs to Minsc)

SOLAUFEINGood. Whatever your purpose in this city, I don't care. But, since you spared my life, (pause) well, I only wish I could be there to see the look on her face. Fare you well, then, and good luck.

Solaufein disappears through a new portal, while the party continues within the Temple of Lolth. Scene cuts to INT of Temple. Barlowe motions for Imoen to come near him.

BARLOWEImmy, do you have enough components for that invisibility spell that allows you to strike people without being seen?

IMOEN(checks through her pouch) Looks like I have enough for casting the spell twice with an hour or so duration. Whatcha got stewing in the grey matter?

BARLOWEYou and I have the skills to sneak about, but would be spotted as soon as we tried to use the key. With your spell, we could open the door, and get in without being noticed. Make the exchange using Phaere's eggs, and then, come back here. (hands Imoen the key for the door)

Imoen casts the spell on Barlowe, and then on herself. Camera moves through the temple noting the various guards scattered about as well as Handmaidens of Lolth. Camera approaches two guards standing before a set of doors to a cocoon-shaped room. A door slowly opens, and closes with a sliver of the room visible. Camera zooms in on the sliver, and then, reveals the contents of the room showing three magical constructs, one of which stands before a glass case containing the dragon eggs. Second sets of eggs appears from nothingness, and settle beside the first set. The first set rises out of the case, and disappear. Camera swings back to the doors noting one opening again. This time the door has an audible click as it closes. The constructs have a light appear within their eyes, and begin running about the room looking for an intruder. Camera cuts to EXT of room, and the guards have likewise begun looking for an intruder. After a few moments, the guards test the door confirming it is still locked. They return to their posts. Scene cuts to entrance of the temple. Barlowe addresses the group.

BARLOWEImoen, are you here?

IMOENTime to move?

BARLOWEYep, Minsc, lead us back to the tavern for this spell to expire. Then, we'll give Phaere what she's got coming to her.

Scene fades to INT of Phaere's apartment. Camera swings behind Phaere as she places the floor with a tinge of anxiety. The party enters. Barlowe holds out the eggs from Solaufein for Phaere to take.

PHAEREAhhh, you are a marvel, my brilliant male. You are indeed. You have done as I asked, and returned to me with the eggs.

BARLOWEHere you go. (Phaere takes the eggs from Barlowe)

PHAERE(looks over the eggs) So, these are the silver dragon's eggs? Yes, they must be. Thank you, Veldrin, you have performed well. Matron Mother Ardulace has informed me that the ritual is ready to being shortly. I will go to the temple for the ritual. I expect you to be present for my victory. Meet me at the temple, or I shall be most angry.

Phaere summons a portal stepping through it. As her portal closes, an imp materializes before the party.

IMPAhhh, here am I. Here am I. Wondering you who I am must you be, yes? Servant loyal to the silver one, forever. The silver one serves you, or her bidding do you, matters it does not.

VICONIANow, I see why Adalon threatened me. You would have carried out her threat.

IMPYes, watching you, have I been. Most interesting a time, watching you. Tricky, tricky, tricky! Deceit upon deceit, the silver one's eggs safe from immediate harm, they be. But, get them out of city, you must. Closed magically, sealed, the city is. Dead the Matron Mother Ardulace first must be, if leave you wish to. Once dead the Matron Mother be, fleeing with the eggs you should. Much anger from priestesses there will come. Minutes you have, maybe before revealed your disguise is. Quickly leaving you must be. Failing the silver one you do. Coming to you, she will. Liking that, you will not. Saving eggs you must. To the Matron Mother's daughter, go you must. Waiting in the temple for you, she is. Of the essence, time is very. Wishing you luck, am I, manling.

As the imp disappears, scene fades to the INT entrance of the Temple where Phaere awaits the party. The party enters the doors.

PHAERE

You have come just in time. The ritual is about to begin, and my ascension shall be sweet, indeed. Let us attend, Veldrin.

Scene cuts to ritual chamber prepared for Mother Ardulace. The attendees stand along the wall forming a semi-circle before the altar for the Kuo-Toan prince's blood to be sacrificed upon. Mother Ardulace moves to the altar.

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACEVery well, all preparations have been made. It is time for the ritual to begin. In moments, the Drow will stand supreme with House Despana first among them. Ensure that nothing disturbs my casting. When the demon appears, do not interfere. Mistakes from any of you will earn you a quick death, and eternal torment. Now, I shall begin.

Ardulace goes through a series of gestures and chants, which open a doorway, made of skeleton pieces, and a great flame flashes out from it revealing a great winged demon.

LESSER DEMON LORDI have come. You have wrested me from my plane, darkling. Have good reason, or I shall take my price in darkling blood.

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACEI have good reason, lord of the nether pits. I beseech you to aid the Drow cause in the war against our hated surface cousins, to carve their pale flesh.

LESSER DEMON LORDWhat manner of tithe would you offer me for such a deed, darkling? What manner of payment warrants my aid?

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACEI offer you 'these', (holds out Phaere's dragon eggs) eggs of a silver dragon, a self-righteous creature of light. Yours to do with as you please, in return for your aid.

LESSER DEMON LORDFoolish darkling, do you think I would be taken in by such a simplistic deception? I?

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACEWh-what do you mean, o dark lord? These (Ardulace looks at the eggs) these are (cutoff by the demon)

LESSER DEMON LORDThey are false, darkling. I would take such a tithe, were it real, but 'now', you have offended me. Perish, little darkling woman.

MATRON MOTHER ARDULACENo! NO! Lolth, protect your faith (cutoff by a column of flame that descends upon Ardulace killing her)

LESSER DEMON LORDHow dare she call me forth! How dare you all tempt me with eggs of hated silver, and then deceive me. I am tempted to raze this city to ashes.

PHAEREHold, demon. I am the daughter of the one who has summoned you, and I have the eggs that you seek. (Phaere holds the eggs before the demon) I offer them to you as the tithe.

LESSER DEMON LORD(his eyes glow eerily looking over the party bringing his eyes to Phaere, and laughs at Phaere heartily) A great joke has been played on you, daughter darkling. The eggs you hold are also false.

PHAEREWHAT?! No, it's. Veldrin? Veldrin, what have you done to me?!

LESSER DEMON LORDThe Bhaal-child has murdered you, daughter darkling. Most amusing, it is. (laughs again) Come now, and be murdered.

PHAEREBhaal-child?! No! I will destroy you, Veldrin! I will find you, and eat your beating heart! I WILL (Phaere is cutoff by another column of flame summoned by the demon)

VICONIAYou are weak, Phaere, and shall pay the ultimate penalty amongst the Drow, an ignoble death. Barlowe has beaten you all.

LESSER DEMON LORD

(with a sneer on his face) Now, it seems there are no 'actual' dragon eggs to be had. A pity, unless, there is a better offer, I shall depart.

BARLOWEReturn to when you came, demon. Your summoners are dead.

LESSER DEMON LORDSO be it. Mortals are ever fools.

The demon returns back through the portal to its fiery plane. The scene fades away as the party searches the bodies of Ardulace and Phaere. [Travel from temple to Adalon's lair can be inserted here with party freeing a group of surfacers by paying for them as slaves with Ardulace's wealth found on her body]

Scene fades to INT of Adalon's lair looking at the staircase of which the party is emerging from. Camera swings behind the party to reveal the silver dragon, Adalon.

ADALONYou return. You have returned victorious! I sense my beautiful eggs on your person. I shall take them, and give you the reward I promised. May it serve you well in the time ahead. Ahh, but I also promised a safe escape, did I not? One that will lead you nearer Bodhi, and Irenicus? (accepts eggs from Barlowe, and hands him a weapon {1- hand crossbow, 2-sword: any type for assassin}) I shall transport us there, and see you safely away. Truth be know, you might have found it on your own, but it would have been all the bloodier.

BARLOWEI am simply glad that the ordeal is over as well, and now, I can return to the surface.

ADALONI am relieved that this is over as well, though I will not be returning to my previous duties. I have seen too much evil to continue guarding a peace that does not exist. My last act will be a few selective deaths, perhaps, a lesson for those responsible for my strife t least. They will know not to cross my path again.

BARLOWE

Well, we've dispensed with two for you already with Ardulace and Phaere.

ADALONI see, but the others will be for later. I shall help you as I promised, and then, see to my own concerns. Before I take you to the way to the surface, I must transform us all to a more suitable form.

Adalon casts a dweomer which encompassing them all, returning the party to the normal appearance, and becoming a stout figure of a woman.

ADALONNow, I shall bring us near the surface to the ruins I guard. (casts a spell encompassing all within globes of light. The lair fades away around the globes, and transforms into a stone causeway of an underground river with Drow guards standing before two great oak doors. As the entourage is released from the globes, the Drow guards snap to a defensive posture.

DROW PRIESTESSSarn! Nind ph' naut Ilythiiri!

VICONIAKyorl! Udos phu' naut dossta ogglen!

DROW WARRIORNindol orn tlu jivvin. Ssussun pholor dos, shebali!

VICONIAThis has not gone well, Barlowe. They will speak no reason!

Adalon reaches outward with her hands with ghostly extensions grasping two of the Drow, slamming them together, and tossing them off the precipass. Barlowe and Minsc engage the other two as two Kuo-Toan guards approach from the rear. Edwina summons an Ogre Berserker and an Ettercap, which engage them while Imoen, Jaheira, and Viconia use missile weapons at varying targets. The battle is quickly brought to an end.

ADALONThe way to the surface is clear. Good luck to you. (Adalon steps thru a portal disappearing)

The party checks over the bodies at their feet quickly, and moves cautiously up the staircase beyond the doors. Scene cuts to a Drow staging area being overrun by Elves. The party rises from the staircase, which opens out from a cavern wall. The party exchanges a few blows with the Drow warriors trying to hold this ground. An Elf appearing to be of some rank catches a glimpse of the party fighting off some of the Drow.

WAR ELFYou! (exchanges blows with a Drow) Yes, you! You are not of the Drow! Get to the surface before you fall between our forces. Elhan will see to your safety. (motions the direction for the party to go)

There are few screams, and yells as the party leaves this battlefield. Scene cuts to a forest area outside of a cave. There are Elves here staging for another troupe to venture within. The party emerges garnering a quick show of weapons. The party holds their hands up as the leader speaks turning about to see them.

ELVEN WARRIORI speak the common tongue that you might hear, and be warned. (faces party) All that breach the surface will be fought back. Wait, you (pause) you are no Drow, but you travel with one among you. (brandishes his weapon) Are you collaborators? Have you betrayed us all to the darkness below?

BARLOWEViconia is a rogue Drow, and has fought as hard as I. Now, we seek Irenicus.

ELVEN WARRIORYou know of Irenicus? You will speak with Elhan, immediately. He will determine your relationship with the fiend.

BARLOWEBy all means, if this Elhan can tell me of Irenicus, I am very eager to meet him.

ELVEN WARRIORYou fate will be decided shortly. You will remain under guard until Elhan sees you. Make no move. You will be watched closely.

The Elves escort the party away from the cave near to Elhan's tent. Time lapse fades the scene to the party being seated on benches beside Elhan's tent with Elven warriors surrounding them. A figure emerges from the tent garnering attention from the Elves as he addresses the party.

GENERAL SOVALIDAASWelcome. Yes, welcome. I'll have you know I do not trust you. I have no reason to trust you. I do not feel that I 'have' to trust you. No doubt, the same applies from your perspective.

BARLOWESo, with that admission out of the way, are you going to tell me what this is about, or may I continue my own search for Irenicus?

GENERAL SOVALIDAASI see. You mention a very interesting name. a name you could not know unless you were enemies of our enemies, or their friends. I am undecided. Elhan will see to you. He will make sure you are comfortable, and that you reveal what you must of yourself. He is experienced, and has knowledge of the enemy. Mind that you obey him. Regardless of your intent, if you attack ANY of my Elves here, I will have you killed on the spot. We are legion, rest assured.

Sovalidaas moves away from the party going to a different tent. As he disappears within, Elhan emerges accompanied by two robed figures addressing the party.

ELHANWell, I thank you for coming.

BARLOWEOh please! I get the feeling I am just not welcome here.

ELHANYou are not. Do not look to me to be your friend or confidant. I seek very specific things from you. I shall keep this brief, as I have little time to waste on you. A few questions are all I need, regardless.

BARLOWEI will cooperate. I suspect we are after the same person. I seek Irenicus.

ELHANI was told that perhaps you might know something of that person, and am interested in learning exactly what. I will ask some things of you, and you will speak what you know. My sages will detect any falsehood. (Elhan gestures to the robed figures) They are very good at that sort of thing. They will pay close attention to your next statement, especially since you are already damned for having a Drow traveling with you. Now then, something simple and direct to begin with, you emerged from the home of the Drow. Were you fleeing, or are you in league with them?

BARLOWENeither, I left them bloodied, and battered. My actions were a means to an end not fleeing.

ELVEN SAGE 1Truth.

ELVEN SAGE 2I concur. Truth.

ELHANA truth for a good start, you are currently not an ally of the Drow. Howeve, this tells me nothing of your motives though. Let us move to a name you have already mention. Do you know of Irenicus?

BARLOWEOf course, he is the reason that I have come all this way.

ELVEN SAGE 1Strong truth.

ELVEN SAGE 2Very much so, the association is clear.

ELHANSo, you admit to knowledge of a fiend and criminal. I will have to push this further. Perhaps, you are a window to his plans. Shall we try to determine how much you know, how far your association goes? Are you in league with Irenicus?

BARLOWE

Oh sure, I've chased him through the Underdark because I am in league with him. Are you insane?

ELVEN SAGE 2A lie, there is no association.

ELVEN SAGE 1I agree. They are not in league.

ELHANI am not insane, and assume you lie out of jest. Perhaps, I should dismiss my sages, and let you hang yourself? No more games, if you please. I don't have time for them. Nevertheless, I am glad to know you share no association with Irenicus. Such a relationship would have meant your death. (pause) This has put me more at ease. Whatever manner of creature you are, we are on the same side in this instance at least.

BARLOWEAre we done then? No offense, but I have things I must do.

ELHANYou are certainly less of a threat than I first imagined, but do not think you are welcome as of yet. This area is still at risk, and I will not take chances. Especially since there is still the matter of the Drow, you bring with you. I will return to her later, rest assured. For now, I will apprise you of the situation, and you will realize why travel in this area is to be restricted. You might have received a warmer welcome, but Irenicus has triggered the strongest of emotions where e'er he has tread. He has stepped beyond all bounds of decency, and our very city is under the weight of his thumb. Suldanessellar is simply gone.

MINSCIrenicus is the most vile of villains if he dared destroy a whole city. I can't believe that, and have believed some amazing things, let me tell you.

ELHANIt has only been concealed, but we cannot penetrate the magics that have hidden it. We are forced to remain here, pestered by Drow while supplies falter.

BARLOWE

I see. You were likely drawn out to protect the temple that now lacks a guardian.

ELVEN SAGE 1Truth.

ELVEN SAGE 2Yes, he knows much of this.

ELHANIt would seem your travels have given you quite a bit of insight into the plans Irenicus has made. I wonder if you might be of service to us.

BARLOWEI wonder if you will stop your sages from examining every word I say. It's annoying!

ELHANYou obviously bear no love for Irenicus, making you the enemy of our enemy. Classically speaking, this might make you our friend. Even if you are not, you cannot reach Irenicus without helping us. He is untouchable, save for one possibility. Within the temple, was an artifact of great power, the Rhynn Lanthorn. It is an ancient lantern, etched with the oldest of runes. The Lanthorn is attuned to the Elven nation, and no magic can bar its return to Elven lands. We could simply walk to Suldanessellar, if we had possession of it. Someone stole the relic when the temple fell to the Drow. Obviously, it was a servant of Irenicus capitalizing on the chaos of the battle. We have not been able to determine where the thief went, despite the best efforts of our sages. It makes me think that the Lanthorn is no longer in Elven territory.

BARLOWEI don't know who it was for sure, but I might be able to look outside Elven territory for you.

ELVEN SAGE 1Truth.

BARLOWEYou are not helping the situation with that.

ELHAN

Perhaps, you seem to know much about Irenicus, and who might be working for him. I propose a trade of services.

BARLOWEI propose you volunteer as much information as you have gotten from me.

ELHANI cannot say more than I have. Perhaps if I had access to the city, I would have insight, but as it stands, I am in the same situation you are. The attack came without warning, born in the mind of a human we did not know. This was not in the realm of possibility, and it remains as such. He has dealt with Drow, defiled our temple, and violated our city. His name is to be spit, and spoken of as rarely as possible. He is all that elves are not. If you know how to find the treacherous servant of this fiend, I suggest you do it. You seek Irenicus. We seek Irenicus; to help us is to help yourself. Find the Lanthorn. Seek outside Elven lands in whatever location you think an important servant of Irenicus would be. Only then, will we reach this man.

BARLOWEAnd, what can you do for me to aid in this?

ELHANWe cannot march on human territory. As great as our problems are, they would only get worse if we appeared to be sending agents into the cities of Amn.

EDWINAThis deal just gets better and better. We march to our doom while they stay here.

ELHANYou have traveled extensively, return to the groups you have already encountered, and ask their aid. I am sure you will find some among them to help you. They need not know the nature of the emergency, only that a great evil must be routed. The less who know of the shame brought by Irenicus, the better.

BARLOWEWe will get by without your help, then.

ELHAN

As you wish, though, I have set aside some special supplies that you may find of use. (Elhan motions for two Elves to come from his tent bearing items) Holy Water from our temple, and stakes from the trees around it.

BARLOWEWhy do you think we need such things? Do you know what we go to face?

ELHANYou must be prepared for anything. The cause is too important, the peril too great for carelessness. You were about to ask for something, I am certain. Is there anything else?

BARLOWEI still have reservations that you are holding out on me, but I have little choice.

ELHANWe have talked long. I will make sure the guards know you are free to come and go. Unfortunately, I must bring up a final point of contention. I said I would return to the Drow, and now is the time. I will not allow her to accompany you.

VICONIAI was wondering when you would give voice to the looks you have been giving me all eve. Poor Elhan, hating me so.

ELHANYou are an unhealthy risk. I will not allow it.

BARLOWEI cannot do this without the group I am familiar with. She must go with me.

ELHANVery well, there is one way that I will allow her to partake in our plans. She must first swear loyalty to you, and your cause, Barlowe.

JAHEIRAYes, declare your loyalty, Viconia. When you eventually betray us, I will hold your statement up as proof of the untrustworthy nature of your kind.

MINSCBoo would have sensed any treachery long ago. She fights well with us.

VICONIABah, such a statement is unnecessary. I am loyal, but if it will help your doubts, I do so swear my loyalty to this cause.

ELHANAnd, she must agree to a Geas. That is the only way to finalize it.

VICONIAYour distrust is such that you require magical bonds to ensure I commit no treachery? I wonder if the Drow are the only elves with darkened hearts.

ELHANSuch talk does not endear me to you. Do you agree or do you not?

VICONIAVery well, have your spells cast, and secure my will to the task. I imagine spitting on you for the indignity will be restricted as well? A pity.

ELHANWith the casting of this spell, all my doubt is removed. Viconia, you are bound to the task, and I fear no treachery. Let death be the threat if I am wrong. (a magical orb streaks from Elhan's hand enveloping Viconia, and disappearing within her) Barlowe, I wish you well in your goals. All of Suldanessellar depends on your success.

The party moves to a set of tents that appear to be empty. As the party makes to rest, Viconia approaches Barlowe.

VICONIATell me; has there ever been anyone special to you? A thief of your heart?

BARLOWEI don't know. Not so far there hasn't been.

VICONIA

Never a special one who awaited her hero's return? The idea has value. I myself hope to retire to a home that doesn't change by the day.

BARLOWEThere may be such a woman. It could be that the answer to your question is playing itself out right now.

VICONIAYou think so? I cannot wait for the final act of this play, then. I am sure it will be worth waiting for.

BARLOWEOh, it will not disappoint, I'm sure. When the heart beats true, its song is a delight to hear.

VICONIAYou heart is heavy with lust and burning desire. It beats proudly and strongly, but shall it be mine, or is it another's?

BARLOWEIt is yours, certainly, Viconia. But, do be gentle with it.

VICONIALet's continue holding your heart, and testing its mettle, but with a measure of restraint then.

BARLOWEI have little interest in restraint; only bold forthright action matter in times such as these.

VICONIAThere is all manner of mad, and chaotic trouble that such unbridled enthusiasm could get us into, Barlowe.

BARLOWEI would have thought you'd appreciate a little enthusiasm.

VICONIAI'd be curious to see you navigate truly dangerous territory with your impulsiveness, Barlowe. It would be an enthralling journey, don't you think? (hard pause, then, sigh) I. I cast my white flag before you. I can struggle no more. You have defeated me.

BARLOWE

What are you talking about? Defeated you?

VICONIAYes, defeated me. I do not know what it is about you, Barlowe, but I opened up to you. I let you inside with honesty and candor. I am not used to such. Trust is death. I have been betrayed again, and again. Yet, I began to trust in you. I. I could not allow it to happen. I was confused, and tried to drive you away by confusing you. You saw through my deception, and would not be driven away. I owe you so much. You are a safe harbor in a storm of terrifying power. I begin to feel that I need you. This enthralls and enrages me all at once. If you will have me, I shall not push you away again. Stay with me tonight, Barlowe, let us be together in earnest. Let me savor the unfamiliar fear that goes with this trust.

BARLOWEAlright, Viconia, I will stay with you.

VICONIACome to me, then, my mrann d'ssinss. You have defeated me. Now, taste your victory.

Barlowe and Viconia embrace cautiously at first as they begin to kiss. As their kiss becomes more passionate, scene fades to them entangled beneath the covers erotically moving their passion. Scene dissolves to them sleeping in each other’s arms. Camera zooms in on Barlowe's eyes moving randomly beneath the lids.

ELLISIMEAwaken. Awaken and hear me.

Barlowe rises from the cot, and watches a royally dressed Elven woman approaches him over a great branch that the cot appears to be resting on.

ELLISIMEI bring visions of warning, of what is happening now, and what may happen soon. This image will speak true, for you are of two sides, and the liars have said their part. Your travel in search of yourself, divided, splintered. There is a piece of you missing. The hole inside you fills with death, with darkness, while another, Irenicus kills with your strength. Look. Look at the destruction he has wrought. See the corruption he brings.

Barlowe turns to see Irenicus chasing citizens of Suldanessellar, killing them with spells, and summoning magical constructs.

ELLISIMEHe has stolen your future to replace his own, avoided his proper fate. This must be undone. For your sake and theirs, you must take back what has been stolen. If their lives are not enough, then, think of your own. You will lose yourself to the hole within. Yours is the potential to be your own worst enemy, or your own savior.

The woman starts to walk away, and then, moves as if she had been snatched by a great hand disappearing. Barlowe opens his eyes suddenly finding Viconia staring at him running her hand acrosst his chest.

VICONIAA good morning to you, or at least, as close to morning as we come with these strange hours that we keep. I trust your exertions were (teasing hairs on Barlowe's chest) worthwhile?

BARLOWE(kisses Viconia on the forehead) Very worthwhile, indeed.

VICONIAI found to so as well. You have a charming enthusiasm, which bodes well for such evening pastimes, I think. Far more pleasing than educated artifice or simple lust. I. I am lucky, Barlowe, to have found you on the surface. To think that I would need to come so far, to such an alien place, to find someone that I could (rests her head on Barlowe's chest) trust. You are not so terrible, Barlowe, (pause) for a male.

BARLOWEI think I understand what you mean; Viconia, and I thank you.

VICONIA(hearty laugh) I am a horrible excuse for a Drow. If my sisters saw me melting before a male they would flay my skin bare, but with you, it does not seem such a bad thing.

Scene cuts to party gathering at the edge of the Elven encampment. An Elven warrior points the party in the direction to get back to Athkatla. As the party prepares to enter the woods, Minsc approaches Edwina.

MINSCBoo, you are absolutely right. Edwin, I cannot begrudge you any longer for you are now a pale version of my lost Dynaheir.

EDWINADo not force nausea upon me, ranger. I would never digest the thought of being protected by you!

MINSCOh, no, you misunderstand. Boo suggests that I not hunt you down after our quest to plant my boot print upon Irenicus. You have brought much laughter to us both. (hearty laugh)

EDWINAWhy, I should. (cutoff by Barlowe)

BARLOWEIt will take a day and a half to return to Athkatla. Let's get going.

[Barlowe and party can fight their way into Bodhi's lair with or without assistance. If without, Barlowe can use the Slayer form all the way to battling Bodhi. If with help, insert travel encounter with Driz'zt here]

Camera sweeps through the trees to find the sun overhead. Scene has time lapse effect to find the sun in the late afternoon over Athkatla, camera swings down to the Shadow Thieves guild hall. Scene fades to INT of Aran's antechamber with the party appearing before Aran Linvail.

ARAN LINVAILBy Mask, you did survive. Our secondary assault on Spellhold found it abandoned. What have you to report of Irenicus?

BARLOWEHe escaped me for the moment, but I have found his plots quite perplexing. I come here to request you seek out Saemon Havarian for his treachery on the isle.

ARAN LINVAILYes, Sime did make mention of it when she returned. He will not last long in Amn. Is there anything else you need?

BARLOWETake this package to a priest of Ilmater for Yoshimo. The priest will know what to do with it. We are off to finish Bodhi once and for all.

ARAN LINVAILGood luck to you then, Barlowe.

Scene time lapses revealing the sun sinking beyond the horizon. Camera sweeps down to the forest at the edge of Athkatla's graveyards. The party emerges from the forest, and begins their way into the graveyards. A sound overhead catches their attention. Bodhi looks down upon the party from atop a mausoleum.

BODHIYou are becoming an impressive pest, one that I am finding difficult to ignore. Honestly, Barlowe, I simply do not know what to do with you. I grow tired of seeing you in my shadow.

BARLOWEI was not the one that fled our last encounter, Bodhi. Sorry, if I (chuckle) scared you.

BODHIHardly. It was simply more important that I report of your condition to Irenicus. He has decided that it is of no importance, interesting though it is. Regardless, I have not the time to stand here discussing what you will or will not do. I have more important duties to take care of. You follow in the hopes of retrieving something dear to you. I say the longer you keep this up, the more you will lose. Consider the brutish Viconia here. How difficult is it to lose someone when you have only just discovered such feelings?

VICONIAI have no fear of losing Barlowe to the likes of you.

BODHI

'But', does he fear your loss? (Bodhi stands up straight) Let's find out. Follow me further Barlowe, and you will lose more than you can fathom. Starting now!

Bodhi hurls a ball of light at Viconia causing her to disappear from within her armor causing it to drop to the ground. Barlowe drops to his knees where the armor lays.

BARLOWEViconia! (fury builds in Barlowe) Bodhi, you fucking bitch! I'll have your heart on a flaming pike!

[Barlowe and party can fight their way into Bodhi's lair with or without assistance. If without, Barlowe can use the Slayer form all the way to battling Bodhi. If with help, insert finding Driz'zt here, and detail battle to Bodhi's chamber]

Scene cuts to INT of the chamber of blood with Bodhi fawning over a vampyric Viconia. The doors to the chamber are opened by Barlowe and Imoen with the rest of the party behind them. Bodhi rests an arm acrosst Viconia's shoulders.

BODHIAnd, so it shall end. Welcome. You have been very resourceful in finding me, although I did not go out of my way to hide.

IMOENI've come for what you stole from me, Bodhi. I'll not leave here empty. I will have my soul.

BODHIYou may try, Imoen, but you will fail. We have worked long to realize our revenge, and will not be stopped by you. Barlowe, I'm sure your reasons for coming are all very important to you. Do spare me the boredom of hearing them.

BARLOWEI've come for two reasons, Bodhi, the Rhynn Lanthorn and Viconia. You will not escape me this time.

BODHI(moves away from Viconia incensed) You help those treacherous elves? They deserve all they receive, and more. They will not even approach us while we destroy them, such

is their arrogance. Let them shiver in fear that they will die between Irenicus and me. They would not even acknowledge us as their own, and now, we will bury them all.

BARLOWEWhat do you mean as their own?

IMOENElves rarely allow outsiders of any kind in their cities.

BODHIFools! They would have you think we are some foreign intruders, attacking their city for no reason. Their shame is that Irenicus and I are very familiar indeed. No 'elf' would dare turn against the others. No 'elf would endanger the very fabric of their society. No 'elf' would do as Irenicus and I have done. Who was it that pled their case? Elhan? He stood by while they echoed our crimes in their punishment. I should almost let you live so that he could have the shame of an outsider questioning him about this whole matter. Almost! But, no, I have already prepared much for this meeting, Barlowe. I did warn you that you would suffer great loss if you continued your push towards me. I did not lie.

BARLOWEYou have delivered on that promise, Bodhi. You will return both Imoen's soul and Viconia.

BODHIWell, Viconia is right here. Though, I doubt your fumbling could have inspired the loyalty I have taken with a bite, and a gaze. She is docile until I command otherwise. I think I'll give her a new name to go with her new form. Perhaps, Fetch will be her name. Yes, I like that.

VICONIAVery well, mistress. Very well.

BODHIShe is not fully turned just yet, of courser, but she will obey when I send her against you now. So, let us end this with your life crushed by the hand of your vampyric love. You won't even be reunited in death. They are mine as long as I live. Fetch, bring me his heart!

Barlowe and Imoen hurl vials of Holy Water at Bodhi drenching her quite thoroughly. Bodhi continues her advance on Imoen. Barlowe and Minsc engage Viconia while Edwina summons in 5 ghouls who beset Bodhi's invisible warriors who enter from a library at one side with Jaheira. Bodhi's eyes glow as if to attack Imoen magically, but a voice responds defiantly.

CONSTER DAMONYour magic denied. I will be heard. Defeat comes swiftly. Take nothing from me!

Bodhi takes a step back as Imoen slices acrosst her mid-section. Imoen advances with lopping off one of Bodhi's hands. As Bodhi grasps the forearm, Imoen swings to lop off Bodhi's head.

BODHINo-o! It's mine! This life is mine!

As Bodhi's head clears her body, it all collapses into a puff of smoke, and waifs below a door as yet unopened. The invisible warriors disappear dropping their weapons with Bodhi's death. Viconia freezes in her actions, and is slain by Barlowe's sword from behind. Barlowe rolls her back into his arms, and watches as Viconia returns closer to her Drow features. Jaheira wanders into what appears to be Bodhi's library, while Imoen calls out.

IMOENGive me a hand with this door, and a stake to finish off Bodhi for good.

Barlowe and Minsc force open the doors entering a chamber with a coffin in the shape of a royal barge. Barlowe and Minsc push the lid off finding Bodhi's body with a line of separation on her neck. Barlowe runs Bodhi thru with a stake. As the body begins to crumble to ash, an apparition begins to form above, and then, it wisps into Imoen, who regains some pallor to her skin.

IMOENI feel. I feel better now. I feel whole again. Thank you for everything you have done, Barlowe. I am restored, and hope your own healing is not too far off.

Barlowe, Imoen, and Minsc return to Viconia's body finding Jaheira coming out of the library chamber. Imoen calls for Jaheira's attention.

IMOENWhatcha got there, Jaheira?

JAHEIRAIt's one of three books, which Bodhi appears to have been translating. They were all once indexed by the priests of Oghma. This one indicates there is a way to reverse the transformation discovered by the followers of Amaunator the sun god. (hands book to Barlowe)

BARLOWE(flips through book) Well, let's see what remains in Bodhi's ashes, and head to the Umar Hills.

[Beginning of Shade Lord quest can be inserted here, but only the recovery of Viconia will be detailed at this time]

Scene fades to an altar room with a grand statue of Amaunator cradling his arms. Barlowe leads the party into the chamber carrying Viconia's body. Barlowe places Viconia with the statues arms, open his pouch, and places Bodhi's heart upon Viconia's arms. Bodhi's heart begins to smolder, then, burst into flames. Viconia's body is enveloped in the flames, but instead of ashes, body shows signs of returning to life. Viconia reaches out with her hand being taken by Barlowe.

VICONIAYou have. (accepts Barlowe's assistance getting out of the statue's arms) You have saved me, freed my spirit from a most foul contamination. I am in your debt.

BARLOWE(holds Viconia's shoulders in his hands) No, I am in 'your' debt. You restored my spirit with your beguiling ways long ago.

VICONIA(chuckle) Your fanciful tongue speaks like an elf, your words flow like curdling milk. Still, I am (pause) most glad to be returning to your company, Barlowe.

BARLOWE

I am more than happy to have you return, Viconia. Come, we will see this quest through to its end together.

VICONIA(somewhat blushing) I do not often express such feeling, but I must say that (pause) I would not wish to be parted from you again.

[Completion of Shade Lord quest will go here if necessary]

Scene fades into the starry skies over the Elven encampment next to the entrance to the Underdark. Camera swings down to the tree line where torches can be seen flickering. The party makes their way into the clearing, and approach Elhan who is seated at a campfire beside his tent.

ELHANYou return. All has been relatively quiet here. I believe the Drow were mostly satisfied with the destruction of our temple. They have made no further serious advancement, yet. (Elhan has a sudden shudder) You have the Lanthorn! It is in the hands of the murderous vampire, Bodhi, no longer. I feel the Lanthorn, and the tide of this crisis is certainly changing.

BARLOWEYes, Bodhi, but you claimed you did not know who stole the Lanthorn.

ELHANYou must have made mention of it. You obviously had some idea who it might have been. We questioned you for quite a while, you recall.

BARLOWEYes, I recall, bit I 'never' said her name to you, or that she was a vampire. You knew about her. Why lie?

ELHANThis Bodhi is not known to any elf. Neither is the Exile Irenicus. They do not exist in our eyes, and you would benefit by shutting yours to them as well.

BARLOWESo, Irenicus is now, 'the Exile'. That's not a name for a stranger. Perhaps, I should ask around.

ELHANNo! This is. This is not for you to know. I can't tell you, Barlowe, it is not my place to do so. The Exiles, this Irenicus and Bodhi, are criminals. Their crime was great, their punishment greater.

BARLOWESo, he has returned for some sort of revenge. I fail to see the great shame in this.

ELHANYou do not understand, and I am not prepared to make you. If you wish to know more, you'll have to talk to one of those involved. Demin the high priestess, she will tell you. We will have to breach the city to find her. Fortunately, my sages have instructed me in the use of the Lanthorn. We must go, but most of my Elves must remain to hold the Drow. We must not be struggling on two fronts when we face what is in the city. Follow, Barlowe, we must let the Lanthorn lead us to Suldanessellar. I can only hope the Exile will have left us a city to find.

Scene cuts to a great oak tree where Elhan approaches it with the Lanthorn glowing in his hands. The entourage approaches the base of the tree.

ELHANIt is here. I can feel it. The Lanthorn is almost buzzing, there can be no mistake. Stand back, and I shall make the way clear. (Elhan manipulates some plates on the Lanthorn causing an aura to form around the entrance making it passable) Ahh, sweet Suldanessellar, I have been away too long. I must determine what Irenicus has done within the city. Walk with reverence when you step. You are all going where precious few outside the Elven community have ever seen.

Scene cuts to camera sweeping around the buildings nestled within the tree branches with glimpses of Elven bodies lying in the streets. Camera swings over to the main entrance platform of Suldanessellar. Elhan turns to face the party.

ELHANIt is, as I feared. The madman Irenicus has unleashed his anger upon the city. Worse yet, I now recognize the magic he has employed. Corruption magics, illusions from a race of spirits, the Rakshasa, such creatures are very predatory.

It would appear that there is no depth to which Irenicus will not sink. Suldanessellar is under siege. With this number of beasts under his command, Irenicus will be very hard to unseat.

BARLOWEIf you have any suggestions, make them now. I will not let him best me again.

ELHANWe must proceed with caution. Not everyone in the city can withstand an onslaught like this. Their safety must take priority. You must seek out Ellesime. She will know what to do. She has a link to the divine not unlike your own, though through a much more benevolent spirit. Failing that, find the high priestess Demin. If anyone had warning of Irenicus and made preparations, it would be one of those two. Go, Barlowe, I will garrison this area with my elite War Guards. We will shepherd people to safety as you secure the inner city. Move out men! Watch for survivors, and beware of magical illusions.

ELITE WAR ELVESYes, my liege, it shall be done as you say. For the queen!

[Musical piece can be inserted here accenting scenes of the party battling Iron Golems, Sand Golems, and Clay Golems.]

Scene fades to the party stepping into the INT of Demin's home. Camera pans revealing her engaged in melee with three humanoid tigers, the Rakshasa.

PRIESTESS DEMINStrangers? (shoves a Rhakshasa away from her as the other two advance) If you are not servants of the exile, (blocks one sword with her shield, and the other with her mace) then aid me against these creatures, I beg of you!

Edwina and Imoen summon Invisible stalkers while Barlowe and Minsc tackle the two Rakshasa upon Demin while Jaheira goes to blows with the third with her scimitars. Viconia summons an aerial servant to aid Jaheira in her fight. Using their magical weapons, Barlowe and Minsc quickly finish their opponents with the aid of the invisible stalkers. Jaheira has difficulty with her opponent until the aerial servant strikes the Rhakshasa allowing her to withdraw. The aerial servant and invisible stalkers vanquish the Rhakshasa, but

not without losing the aerial servant and one of the stalkers.

JAHEIRAIt seems only magical weapons have a chance against these creatures.

PRIESTESS DEMINTh-thank you for your assistance, strangers. Forgive me also if I reward your effort with questions. How do you come to be here? Our city is not usually found by outsiders, doubly so with the Exile employing his magics to hide us. It is beyond fortuitous if you stumbled here unknowing.

JAHEIRAWe seek the one you call 'the Exile'. Irenicus has taken much from us.

BARLOWEAgain you call Irenicus the Exile. Why? Elhan would not say, and I must know.

PRIESTESS DEMINElhan is like many of us, and would prefer this incident solved without involving others. Forgive him his hesitation, he only wishes for the best outcome. I begin to feel it is a mistake to keep this amongst us exclusively. The consequences have been far reaching, and proven especially difficult to dispel.

VICONIAElhan was particularly vexing, demanding help while also refusing information.

BARLOWEI would help for the good of both of us, but I do not know what has triggered this.

PRIESTESS DEMINI am not so concerned with the shame of our people over Irenicus and Bodhi. What good is our silence if the city is crushed because we would not seek help? (pause) You are not an elf. It must be difficult to fathom why we are so hesitant to speak of this. Hopefully, you will come to understand. Certainly, you are entitled to your misgivings.

You would not be here if you were not driven by powerful emotions, and the Exile is good at provoking a reaction.

EDWINAYes, well, he has provoked himself into a fireball when next we meet.

PRIESTESS DEMINHe has garnered the strongest of reactions from we, his own people, for he wronged us greater than any other. He is a criminal that knows no bounds. Yes, he was Elven as we are, but no longer. Queen Ellesime cast him out, for he had proven he was not Elven at heart.

BARLOWEHe seems powerful enough. What did he hope to accomplish?

PRIESTESS DEMINShe and He were well known in the Elven court of Suldanessellar. He, at least, was a great asset to our kind and kin. He was the greatest of our mages, as skilled as any of Elven blood could be without any divine assistance. He even had the favor of the Queen. It was not enough. Of the two, the 'sister' was the insatiable one. She was not as regarded, but she held great influence over her 'brother, and pulled him into her madness.

BARLOWEGo on.

PRIESTESS DEMINTogether they sought more than was possible. They wished the power of the gods, and were not concerned about the consequences. He of the Exiles performed a dark ritual, and committed a grave offense against the greatest symbol of our longevity, the Tree of Life. He sought to merge his essence with the divine tree, draining it and stealing its energy. He failed, but there was a price to pay for the rest of us. He disrupted the Elven connection to the land and nature. There was a great shock that ran through Suldanessellar, and many of our weaker citizens lay near death. That he would endanger so many for he and his sister's selfish goals was one thing, but to threaten the very nature of what makes us who we are was unfathomable.

VICONIAThen, why was he not killed outright?

BARLOWEYes, it would have saved a lot of trouble in the beginning.

PRIESTESS DEMINIt fell to Ellesime to judge the crime, and she was harsh. Having forsaken everything Elven, they would be outcast that they might learn how precious our ways are. Of spiritually high regard, Ellesime petitioned the gods, and a divine curse was placed upon the Exiles. All their connection to the Elven spirit was severed. Ellesime thought it a punishment worse than death. A life no longer than a human's, and their Elven spirits banished from the paradise all Elvenkind are entitled to. (pause) The sister exposed herself to vampirism to try, and counteract the divine curse, but gods are not routed so easily. The brother did not risk the same. A better man would have learned to appreciate what he had lost, perhaps learning humility, and seek to make amends. He did not prove to be a 'better man'.

IMOENI should say not. I have experienced the hatred that drives 'Him'.

PRIESTESS DEMINWe had hoped this would turn out better. The Exile has found a way to restore himself, has made pacts with our most despised enemies (Demin eyes Viconia), and has resumed his original plot.

BARLOWEThis is where I come in. He stole my divine soul through some sort of ritual.

VICONIAIrenicus has earned his death, just like Bodhi.

PRIESTESS DEMINI have no way to accurately measure the cost of our decisions on you. Reparations will be made, if there is anyone left here to make them. I. I am still in shock that this happened. So much of Suldanessellar's defenses were away, battling the Drow and their incursion at the temple. We were left weak. One group of exiles helping another, both so full of their petty hatred and jealousy that they would stop at nothing to strike at our hearts. The Exile brought to the city magical constructs, demons, and a

(pause) a black dragon, which landed to the northwest of here. I have been trying to fight, but there are too many.

BARLOWEElhan spoke of Ellesime, and how she might be able to help.

PRIESTESS DEMINThe Exile has seeded the streets with his minions, and taken Ellesime into the palace. I have made an attempt to enter, but it is sealed tight. You will have to get into the palace, and deal with the monsters in the streets. I believe there is a way to do both at the same time, though it will not be easy, and has been assured not to be easy.

EDWINABah! We've no time to run around your city, concerning ourselves with your moronic people. Let them save themselves. We are here for the wizard.

IMOENDo. Do we even have time for this? We're here to get Barlowe's soul back. Maybe if it wouldn't take too long. It's horrible to see this place suffer.

PRIESTESS DEMINI, obviously, do not have the strength, myself, to complete the task. I think perhaps you do. If I tell you what is to be done, will you do it?

BARLOWEIf there is no other way, then fine. Tell me what needs to be done.

PRIESTESS DEMINThe temple northeast of here is dedicated to Rillifane Rallathil. He can summon the spirit defenders of the forest to protect us, and has the power to break the seal on the palace. However, the Leaflord must be awakened, his avatar summoned, in order for the spirits to come. The Exile's creatures have desecrated the temple, and stolen one of the artifacts needed. The artifact is held by the Exile's minions, perhaps even the black dragon nearby. There are three needed to summon the Leaflord, the Talisman of Rillifane, the Goblet of Life, and the Moonblade of our people.

BARLOWE

Are you certain this is the solution?

PRIESTESS DEMINI believe so, stranger. I cannot be sure, but only Rillifane has the power. Here is the Talisman of Rillifane. The keeper of the Moonblade made efforts to fortify an area for our people, and defend it. Seek him out for the Moonblade, and search the city for the Goblet of Life. Take the artifacts into the temple, which will most likely be guarded, and place the items on the statue in the center of the temple. This will summon the avatar to our defense. Go, quickly, please. The longer you wait the more elves will suffer. Quickly!

Scene cuts to EXT of Demin's home as the party makes their way down the staircase. Viconia garners Barlowe's attention.

VICONIADo your people have any kind or rite of passage into adulthood? I am curious.

BARLOWENothing formal, usually. (pause) The normal rite is an act with which you and I are recently familiar with. But, it does vary with some cultures. Why?

VICONIAHmmm, the Drow have a more formal ritual, though it does vary place to place. 'The Blooding' must be performed by both sexes upon reaching the age of maturity. The young must hunt down and kill an intelligent surfacer, preferably of the adventurer's cloth. I found a holy man of the nearby town, when it came time for me. I approached him in disguise. He thought me a beggar seeking his guidance. He was quite surprised when he learned I was Drow, but not as much as when I used his own holy mace to cave his forehead.

BARLOWEAnd, this made you an adult?

VICONIAIt gained me respect in a society ruled by cruelty and ambition. I had lain with a male long before, many times, in fact. That is no measure of a Drow. The act of bashing that cleric pleased Lolth. Pleasing the Spider Queen was

our ethos, and mantra, girding ourselves to conquer the other races.

BARLOWEYou don't still believe in all that, do you?

VICONIAThe Drow wish to rule, as do the Duergar, Kuo-toa, (pause) even Illithids, but our feet are clay. We distrust each other almost more than the other races of the Underdark, and that is our weakness. Let us continue on for these relics

Scene fades to a walkway through the trees leading to the platform of the Temple of Rillifane. A battle is going strong on it with a sword of flame swinging wildly upon it. The party enters frame running to assist, but before they can get within missile range a gate opens bringing forth a demon as the last Rhakshasa falls at the end of the Elven warrior's blade.

ELVEN WARRIORYour cursed brethren are dead. If Irenicus hopes to steal the blade, then, more of you will be sent screaming back to the Pits of the Nine Hells.

BALOR DEMONYour wounds are many, elf. Give me the sword, and I shall allow you to live.

ELVEN WARRIORNever! I shall gladly die to save the blade!

BALOR DEMONYou shall die, and I will have it!

ELVEN WARRIOR(holds the sword defiantly before himself) There is more power in it than you know. (an aura builds around the elf taking on a flame-like appearance) Rillifane! Grant me death and victory! (the aura strikes out in waves out from the elf like the winds)

BALOR DEMONWait! I must. (cutoff by its own death and screams like this demon's echo through the tree branches)

Barlowe wraps the talisman about the Moonblade, and ties them along side Sarevok's sword on his back. Scenes fade by as the party moves through Suldanessellar finding a staircase to a glade of trees. Camera sweeps down the leaf-covered staircase to a clearing encircled by the trees. Camera sweeps to one side revealing a large form upon the ground at the farthest point. Party moves into frame, and slowly approach the form. A twig snaps clearly rousing the form to uncurl itself revealing it to be a black dragon. Its eyes flash eerily.

NIZIDRAMANII'YTFood! Irenicus has sent lunch at last. It is well. I grow tired of this, treasure or not. Nizidramanii'yt is no pathetic soldier to guard over a tarnished cup.

Barlowe motions for the party to hold their position, and proceeds to the dragon.

BARLOWEYou have the Goblet of Life, dragon. Yes? Give it to me, and I shall leave you in peace.

NIZIDRAMANII'YTIdiot! Food does not make demands of Nizidramanii'yt. The task is beneath my dignity, but I will not be derelict in protecting the Goblet. The reward is too great.

BARLOWEWe are not food for you nor servants of the wizard, whom shall die very soon. Why do you think he has not returned to you? (the dragon is silent and peers down upon Barlowe) Why do you do the bidding of this wizard? Do you not know whom he faces that now stands before you?

NIZIDRAMANII'YTHah! What comes next? You try to convince me to turn against Irenicus by soothing my ego?

BARLOWENo, I give you a chance to spare your. (Barlowe is cut off by NIZIDRAMANII'YT grabbing him about the mid-section)

NIZIDRAMANII'YTI do so enjoy it when food struggles.

As NIZIDRAMANII'YT raises Barlowe to be his first snack of the day, Barlowe begins to transform into the Slayer. Before the bite can be taken, Barlowe is the Slayer holding open the dragon's mouth. The edges of the dragon's mouth begin to blister and bubble. The dragon slams the Slayer to the ground.

NIZIDRAMANII'YT(casts a spell healing its mouth) What devilry is this? (NIZIDRAMANII'YT looks down to see the Slayer in the crater of the impact) No, it cannot be. (The Slayer rises from the impact site, and roars at NIZIDRAMANII'YT) Bhaal is dead. You have no place here.

VICONIAYou face the Child of Bhaal, NIZIDRAMANII'YT. Prepare for your death.

The Slayer leaps at NIZIDRAMANII'YT clawing greedily at the dragon. The Slayer quickly carves into NIZIDRAMANII'YT's chest toppling the beast to its back. As the dragon's final screams fall silent, the Slayer shows signs of pain moving away from the carcass. The Slayer changes abruptly back into Barlowe, who appears to still be under duress.

BARLOWEAhh! The pain is so intense. (gasp) I need healing. Quickly!

Jaheira and Viconia hurry over to Barlowe and remove his armor finding oozing boils covering his chest along with marks from the dragon's initial attack. Jaheira applies salves while Viconia casts spells. While Barlowe's condition improves, Imoen and Minsc look over the area where the dragon was finding the Goblet of Life, and the dragon's stash of treasure.

Imoen brings some Elven armor over to Barlowe as Jaheira and Viconia finish treating Barlowe's wounds.

IMOENHeya, think you might need a different style of armor, Barlowe?

BARLOWEI think the pain and wounds were more from trying to use the avatar form. I had more control than in Spellhold, but the

pains afterwards appear to be too much to make this a normal tactic. (rises from the ground) So, what have you got there, Immy?

IMOENLooks to be Sylvan chain mail that you could use right now. (hands armor to Barlowe, who puts it on leaving his armor on the ground)

BARLOWEWell, guess it's time for the Temple of Rillifane.

Scene fades into the architecture of the temple resembling a tree unto itself. Camera spirals around the temple to its entrance as the party makes their way along the walkway. Barlowe gathers all of the artifacts in his hands.

BARLOWEOkay, Jaheira, let's have at it with your Pixie Dust spell again.

JAHEIRANature's servant awaits. (pulls out her pouch, and casts the spell)

BARLOWEOkay everyone, let's move in and spread out. Be careful not to bump into anything tipping us off. When I get the artifacts in place, we'll see if the avatar can help or not.

The doors to the temple open as a voice can be heard within.

SUNEER(completes a spell bringing more Rhakshasa before him) Now, hear me servants of the Maharaja. Irenicus performs his ritual, and you will feel his presence once it is complete smashing this place to dust.

Camera catches glimpse of an urn tipping over, and smashing to the floor. Footsteps now echo as Suneer begins to cast a spell while the Rhakshasa are looking about the room. As Suneer finishes the spell, Barlowe appears pulling out his sword while the statue of Rillifane becomes enveloped within a glowing aura.

SUNEER

What audacity, Barlowe. You continue to surprise me, but it ends here. Irenicus must not be disturbed during his ritual.

BARLOWEYou cannot stop me, slave. Your master does not realize what power I wield or have released.

SUNEERHis curse is lifted. You are nothing next to Irenicus. He need not even be bothered for I shall kill you myself.

Suneer hesitates as the avatar of Rillifane steps from the statue in front of Barlowe, and surveys the Rhakshasa.

AVATAR OF RILLIFANENo more shall the temple be defiled!

The avatar of Rillifane hurls green globules at the defilers of the temple dissolving all but Suneer, who is raised from the ground at the whim of the avatar. The snapping of Suneer's neck rings out through the temple. Suneer's body is dropped through the floor of the temple. The avatar surveys the party.

AVATAR OF RILLIFANE

The avatar of the Great Oak stands before you, mortals. What transpires here that requires the attention of the Leaflord?

BARLOWEThe sorcerer, Jon Irenicus, has. (cutoff by avatar)

AVATAR OF RILLIFANEAh, the Exile has returned. He who once was of the Elves, but is no longer survives yet. Once again, he commits his sacrilege against the Tree of Life. The Exile protects himself with power that corrupts nature. I cannot touch him. He holds she who is of my blood imprisoned within corruption. He uses her link to the Tree of Life to drain its power.

BARLOWEWhy? What's he going to? (cutoff by avatar)

AVATAR OF RILLIFANE

The Exile seeks to join the Seldarine. The Exile seeks to become a god, as he sought once before.

VICONIASo, he seeks to actually join the Seldarine, to become an Elven god in fact. The man is insanely ambitious, striving towards the impossible.

AVATAR OF RILLIFANEThe first of the Seldarine would never permit it. The Tree of Life must not perish, or our children will suffer. The spirits of the wood will be called to defeat the evil that the Exile has brought into our midst. Rise, Spirits. It is I, Rillifane Rallathil of the Seldarine who calls you. Defend our children this day. (scene fades to the spirits defeating demons and golems surrounding the Elven fortifications within the city) And you, mortal Children of Bhaal, you seek to defeat the Exile. Free she who is of my blood from his corruption, and she will sever the link he uses.

BARLOWEBut, Irenicus has sealed. (cutoff by avatar)

AVATAR OF RILLIFANEThe Exile blocks your way, sealing the gates of the great palace. I shall unseal them. (pause) It is done. I can do no more.

The avatar merges with the statue at the center of the room. Scene fades to the party approaching the doors to the Palace of Suldanessellar. Camera follows the party within the flung open doors through a short corridor to a tree with fresh seeds appearing to have blossomed. Imoen and Jaheira fuss about the tree while the rest continue through the only other doors here. Camera sweeps through this door finding a staircase encircled by the sidings of a pool, and beyond it two stone figures holding musical instruments. As Barlowe nears the staircase, a sudden weakness passes over him. He looks to those at his side as Imoen and Jaheira catch up.

BARLOWEImoen, you are my sister and steadfast friend, who’ve changed so much since we struck out on our own. You have your soul back. There's no need for you to endanger yourself any more. This is not your fight.

IMOENIrenicus hurt me, too, you know. He kept me in that asylum, and experimented on me. He took my soul like it was an appetizer. Uh-uh, I'm not going anywhere else. I'm with you all the way.

BARLOWEMinsc, my loyal ranger, and Jaheira, my proud and resolute friends, you have your vows of vengeance. We shall face Irenicus to the death, if necessary.

MINSCYes, Minsc owes much to the killer of Dynaheir. I stand with you. Nowhere shall I go until the heel of justice has been firmly imprinted once and for all into the wizard's evil backside. Nowhere!

JAHEIRALong ago, I promised to assist you if your adopted father fell. That promise has not expired, nor has your worthiness. I stand with you to avenge our fallen.

BARLOWEEdwin, I'm sure you have your own interests and goals. You don't have to continue with me. This isn't your fight.

EDWINAWhere do you suppose I should be going, hmm? You have a nose that seems to sniff out the path of power, and I will wrest what portion of it I wish until I am sated. (under her breath) Then, we see what becomes of you.

BARLOWEViconia, I. (cutoff by Viconia)

VICONIAThere is no point in saying what you are going to say, Barlowe. It changes nothing. You are the only one I have encountered since I fled my homeland who has both taken my measure, and given me quarter. You have saved my life more than once. We have fought together, bled together, and more. Whether loyalty is a trait you would ascribe to me, does not matter. I would offer my last breath in your defense. You are (pause) unique amongst men, and I salute you. Now, let us finish this business you have at hand. The future will deal with us as it may.

The party proceeds down the stairs. Scene fades to the staircase ending upon a massive branch, which is severed a short distance away. The party is greeted by an image of Queen Ellesime.

QUEEN ELLESIMEWait! Who comes? You. You are the Child of Bhaal, aren't you? The one Joneleth, uh, Jon boasted of stealing power from? He claimed to have slain you.

BARLOWEWell, he didn't, and now it's time to pay him back.

MINSCYes, and what is Irenicus doing?

QUEEN ELLESIMEI am Ellesime, Queen of Suldanessellar. Joneleth has me at the center of the tree, trapped in a cage of corruption magics. This is as far as I have been able to send my image. Joneleth, the one you know as Irenicus, is drawing power from the Tree of Life into himself. There are (pause) parasites attached to the Tree, draining it for him.

JAHEIRAParasites? What manner of creatures are these?

QUEEN ELLESIMEI do not know what manner of parasites these things are, but they are formed from corruption itself, I fear. They feed Joneleth the power, and maintain my cage. No matter your purpose here amongst my people, one thing must be done. The parasites on the Tree of Life must die. Do that, and I can sever Jon's connection to the tree. Then and only then, may he be killed. I believe he has protected the parasites somehow. I do not know, but, hurry'.

BARLOWEHow do we reach the parasites? There is no route I can see amongst all these branches.

QUEEN ELLESIMEYes, he has severed many branches. Use the nuts from the palace gardens. They will grow new branches on the Tree. You can use them to cross. Do it quickly, Child of Bhaal. If Jon drains the Tree of Life, all of Suldanessellar is

doomed with Jon gaining the power he craves. Please you must stop him.

The image of Queen Ellesime fades away as Jaheira pulls out one of the nuts placing it at the edge of the severed branch. The nut glows with energy, and cracks open melding with the branch having vines spiral off into the dark of the tree before the party. As the party ventures out onto the newly formed branch, scene fades into the visage of the parasite suckling on an area of the branch. Four snake-like appendages protrude from its swollen body channeling bursts to another dark portion of the landscape. As the party moves to attack the creature, an earth elemental appears climbing up the branch beside the parasite. Barlowe and Minsc swing at the beast as it gains footing on the branch to stand, while Edwin, Jaheira, and Viconia summon aid. Imoen hurls magical orbs at the creature to round out the attack. The creature is quickly knocked backwards off the tree into the darkness below. The party quickly slays the parasite. Scene dissolves to the party fighting an air elemental slaying it. As the second parasite is vanquished, Queen Ellesime's image returns.

QUEEN ELLESIMEYes! Excellent! There is only one more that needs to be destroyed. Already I can see this cage beginning to fade. Once you kill the last parasite, I will sever 'His' connection. You will need to come to the center of the tree where Irenicus and I are quickly. Finish it, quickly! I feel the Tree of Life dying. Jon is drawing too close to his goal.

Scene fades to black for a few moments with the sound of the parasite being heard to signal the fade in of the party surrounding Irenicus and Ellesime. Irenicus is enveloped within a ball of energy, which appears to be fading away. Irenicus becomes free of the energy, and opens his cold blue eyes.

IRENICUSWhat. (looks at his hands) Who. WHO DARES?

BARLOWEI dare! Your plans are ruined, Irenicus. You will die here.

IRENICUS

You. You live 'yet'? You have less than a fraction of your soul, and yet somehow you 'continue' to oppose me? (Irenicus blinks his eyes rapidly, and places his hands at his temples) The power. The power of the Tree is gone from me. (Irenicus holds clenched fists before him) You have been successful in your little scheme, 'insect', but now this ENDS! I will take great pleasure in eradicating such a nuisance as you. Then, I shall (pause) re-establish my link; join with the Tree once again. I shall find a way. I shall 'have' the power. (cutoff by Queen Ellesime)

QUEEN ELLESIMENo, Joneleth. You shall not.

IRENICUS(turns to face Queen Ellesime) Who? (looking at Queen Ellesime) Ellesime?

QUEEN ELLESIMEYes, it is I, your Queen. Twice now, you have attempted this sacrilege, and nearly destroyed us all. You will not do so again, Joneleth.

IRENICUSDo not call me that. I lost all right to that name when the Seldarine stripped me of everything that was Elven, as you well know.

QUEEN ELLESIMEWhat shall I call you instead? 'Irenicus'? Shattered One'? Yes, it was a terrible punishment, but you violated everything we hold dear. You nearly destroyed us all. And, for what? Power? Is that all you exist for now, Jon?

IRENICUSIt is all I have now, Ellesime. There is nothing else beyond my revenge. Revenge for what you did to me, what the Seldarine did to me.

QUEEN ELLESIMEYour revenge has poisoned your heart. The Tree touched you once, long ago. Do you remember nothing of it? Is there nothing in your heart that remembers love? Is there nothing within you that remembers 'our' love? What we once shared before this obsession doomed you?

IRENICUS

I. (pause) I do not remember your love, Ellesime. I have tried to. I have tried to recreate it, to spark it anew in my memory. It is gone, nothing but a hollow, dead thing. For years, I clung to the memory of it, then, the memory of the memory, and then, nothin. The Seldarine took that from me, too. I look upon you, and feel nothing. I remember nothin, but you turning your back on me, along with all the others. Once, my thirst for power was everything, and now, I hunger for revenge. And, I WILL HAVE IT.

QUEEN ELLESIMEThen, I pity you. Would that you had used your stolen mortal years to 'earn' your return to this sacred place. I could have loved you anew, as I loved the man you once were, but I see nothing of him here. You are Irenicus, and all that awaits you now is death.

IRENICUSWe shall see, my former love. We shall see. (Queen Ellesime steps through a portal disappearing; Irenicus turns his gaze to Barlowe) You are but a gnat before my power. SO, she goes to rouse Elhan, and the others while I am still weak. So be it, I shall crush them all, if need be. I retain your power yet, Barlowe. Your soul still courses through me. Come and make your attempt to reclaim it, if you like. I have enough power to deal with you.

JAHEIRAYour soul is borrowed, and shall be returned. You are a blight upon nature, and shall be destroyed. (hurls a spell triggering a different kind of magical globe to surround Irenicus)

MINSCFor Dynaheir and all fallen comrades, (swings once penetrating the globe without harming Irenicus) for what is good and right, (continues to swing at Irenicus keeping his hands from gesturing for a spell) for all these things shall Minsc and Boo fall upon you today. We shall taste victory, evil man! (Barlowe assists Minsc in keeping Irenicus from casting a spell)

IMOENWe're going to take back Barlowe's soul if we have to rip it out of your chest, Irenicus. You are going to HELL WHERE YOU BELONG.

Imoen hurls a spell at the globe stripping it away revealing an aura about Irenicus. Edwina hurls a similar looking energy of magic removing the aura from Irenicus as the flaming man and aerial servant perish by a spell completed by Irenicus. Minsc and Barlowe succeed in striking deeply into Irenicus's body.

IRENICUS'You' k-killed me. (gasp) Th-this is not. (gasp) This (gasp) is not.

As Irenicus falls to the ground, an eerie silence falls over the surroundings. Barlowe and Minsc wipe the blood from their weapons as an apparition rises from Irenicus's body, and grabs hold of Barlowe. The apparition appears in distress, and is suddenly whisked downward pulling Barlowe to the tree branch at his feet. Camera pulls back as the remaining party members appear to be struck at theirs hearts sinking to their knees, and lying flat upon the tree branch as well. The scene freezes as the last descends to lying upon the tree. The frame spirals into a tube of colors, and silvery images of the party come into view tumbling the course of this tube. A light emerges at the distance, and expands to reveal the party is falling into an abyssimal plane. Camera swings to one side revealing the party floating around a ghastly door made of teeth and gums overseen by three great eyes. The silvery images of the party are cast down a great hill taking on solid form as their bodies come to rest at the end of a great path. Camera angles to look up the path noting three clearings along the way to the top. Everyone surveys themselves and each other. As the party regains their feet, Imoen break the unearthly hum of their surroundings.

IMOENI. (pause) I feel so strange. I felt myself coming apart again as when my soul was taken. I don't know. There was a pulling, this force, and. (pause) And, I knew it was you. I had to come with you, I just knew I had to. We're dead, aren't we, for this is surely a plane of hell? (touches herself) If I'm a Child of Bhaal, shouldn't I be gone, just like Sarevok? By your will, I know I'll follow you wherever I can.

BARLOWEIt does seem we are at some point of Hell, Immy. This place gives me an odd feeling.

IMOENI wonder why this didn't happen when Bodhi was vanquished. Unless it's because she was a vampire, with no soul of her own. There was nothing of her to hold onto my soul. So, it just left her remains returning to me? Or maybe it had something to do with Irenicus dying at the Tree of Life. Beats me.

MINSCOh, such a glorious battle for Minsc and Boo leaving a righteous boot print on the Tree of Life. We felt our call to the great fields and halls of Rashemen, but (places his hand firmly on Barlowe's shoulder) we felt you needing us, so, we came.

VICONIAThis is (pause) most unusual. Death overwhelmed me as we stood over the broken shell of Irenicus, and the darkness came over my senses. I felt a pulling, followed it, (pause) and here we are. What place is this, I wonder?

JAHEIRAIt. It is not finished, is it? This is death, (pause) and your strange power has dragged me here with you. (looks squarely at Barlowe) So be it, then. We stand together until the end.

EDWINEh? The Nine Hells, is it? Hmph, I felt your infernal power tugging at me, but I would be coming here anyway. (Edwin stops for a moment, and feels over himself) I am restored! By the Nine Hells we stand in, there might be profit, yet, in remaining at your side. We'll see.

The party begins to laugh as the camera sweeps over their heads to the path before them. Scene dissolves into a clearing as the party emerges from the path spreading out into it. Camera pivots revealing an armored figure with its back to the party. As the party comes within earshot, the figure turns around revealing itself to be Sarevok.

SAREVOKSo, we meet again. How fitting that our reunion should be in this place of retribution.

ENTIRE PARTY

Sarevok?!

SAREVOKIt is I, or an echo, perhaps. My essence joined that of our dead father when you murdered me, after all. Still, in the end, all the Children of Bhaal end up here. You have finally joined us, to claim your heritage as I had attempted. A pity that you arrive in pieces, weak and pathetic. My death was far more final than yours.

BARLOWE(steps closer to Sarevok) What are you talking about 'in pieces'?

SAREVOKI speak of your soul, fool. You are just a part, not fully dead, so your essence has not joined our dead father. This is his realm, so your blood holds sway here.

JAHEIRA & VICONIAHolds Sway?

BARLOWE(holds his hand up hushing the rest) What are you speaking of, Sarevok?

SAREVOKYour soul is tainted by the touch of our father, and it is that part which rules over this realm. But, you share your soul with another don't you? (Barlowe nods acknowledgment) The mage, he stole most of your soul, but not all. You are tethered like a helpless calf, dragged into hell after him. Neither of you is truly alive or dead.

BARLOWEIrenicus? Do you know where he is?

SAREVOKBah! Have you heard nothing? You have 'power' here. Already you search, and the mage obstructs you. The Tears of Bhaal are your only choice.

BARLOWESay what?

SAREVOK

A tear fell from the victims of Bhaal the first day he was made mortal upon Toril numbering three. They will give you focus. I have one of the Tears of Bhaal you will need. I will not hand it over to you, however. You do not deserve it.

BARLOWEDon't make me laugh. I will take it from your wraith-like corpse, if need be.

SAREVOKAhhh, yes. Stoke that infernal wrath of yours. I can feel the anger within you, boiling like a pit of sulphur in the crevices of your heart. You feel it, do you not? The taint that surrounds your soul like a serpent, squeezing it, spreading its venom. That taint, that wrath exists in all the Children of Bhaal, but few know how to use it. You have become the Slayer, have you not? The avatar of our dead father is the blackest expression of murder. I see it behind your eyes. Summon your wrath for me, if you can.

BARLOWEWhy do you taunt me? What do you get out of this?

SAREVOKYou are the one who brought me here. Your power over this place has summoned forth my essence once again. And, why do you think you have done that? I can teach you how to use your wrath. You can control the taint, direct it, summon it at will. You can become the Slayer at will, and become the weapon of murder that you were meant to be. So, think of 'me'. Think of how I destroyed your precious Gorion. How I plundered the lives of your Candlekeep. Summon your rage, stir the depths of your black heart. Summon wrath! Summon wrath and 'become' it. Because if you cannot, then, you are not worth your destiny. It should have been I. It should have been I! ATTACK ME, WORM, IF YOU DARE!

BARLOWEI have already conquered the wrath you claim, Sarevok. It shall be a pleasure to destroy you again.

SAREVOKYes! You are worthy enough to battle again. THE CHILD OF BHAAL INCARNATE!

Edwin, Imoen, Jaheira, Minsc, and Viconia stare on as Barlowe and Sarevok battle each other. Barlowe displays in his swing greater strength, and leaps over Sarevok hacking away at the apparition. Barlowe gets behind Sarevok, and drives a finishing stab into Sarevok's back. As the apparition dissolves away, a silver tear-shaped gem remains on the ground. Barlowe claims it as the party approaches him.

MINSCMy your blows are much greater than I remember, Barlowe. You have squashed a wicked cabbage. Boo is impressed.

BARLOWEThanks, Minsc and Boo. It seems an inspiration for me to continue. (a new path reveals itself) Let us all continue then.

Scene fades into the pathway where Viconia has garnered Barlowe's arm to walk at her side.

VICONIAAre you aware that, despite our intimacies, I know little of you other that the usual graces? You've mysteries in you, (pause) and secrets. That face holds tales in its creases. What about the time before the 'Life'? Before the endless travel, days in the dark, and death at your heels? Who was your closest ally, then?

BARLOWEImoen, was then, and is now. She's my closest friend.

VICONIAClosest friend? How close is that? A social gracing or intimate counsel? What does closest mean?

BARLOWEWe are like brother and sister. She can be kind of annoying sometimes, but I care dearly for her.

VICONIAYou are as close as family could be. Having marshaled us into rescuing her from an uncertain fate, but perhaps there is a great deal more ordained for her as well as you.

BARLOWEPerhaps there is, I suppose we shall see.

VICONIAIndeed. I have no doubt, however, that you will.

Camera pans to look up the pathway where a light becomes visible for a moment, and is blocked by an approaching figure. A great winged demon approaches the party giving them reason to pause.

SELFISHKnow you, Child of Bhaal (points to Barlowe), that there is a Tear of Bhaal in the place beyond me. Yet, there are two paths that lead to it. Two doors, two paths, yet both lead to your goal, yes? You have made many choices on the journey that was your life. Many paths have you taken, and always they have had an effect on those around you, even when that was not your intention. Such is the fate of those born with Destiny. The consequences of the actions they take ripple about them throughout all that is reality. Perhaps the fate of others concerns you little. Perhaps it consumes your soul. That, too, is a choice, an action taken, a ripple set into the pond of reality.

BARLOWEWhat does all this have to do with the Tear, then?

SELFISHThe path that you take to the tear will affect another this day. Another who is innocent of the action you take, and yet affected by it just the same. One of those who travel with you, who orbits your destiny and yet is innocent of your taint will do nicely. (Viconia disappears in a hazy, black cloud of smoke) Remember, Child, a choice must be made, and you must live with the consequences of that choice. Go to my left, and sacrifice for the innocent. To my right, spare yourself.

The demon transforms into a ball of fire, and streaks from whence it came. Scene dissolves into the clearing with two doors as the demon stated. Barlowe enters frame, and steps to his right opening the door. He is struck by a yellow charge of lightening. Camera swings into the foyer to reveal another door. Barlowe advances to the next door as the party follows him. Barlowe opens the next door being enveloped in a green fog, and staggers into the next room to escape the discharge. Camera follows Barlowe into another foyer revealing the next punishment. Barlowe opens this

door finding himself showered with a blue aura, and enters the next area finding the demon with Viconia upon a table appearing demonically angelic.

SELFISHA selfless act, from one who willingly shoulders the burden of Destiny and its effect upon others. Your companion is returned to you, Child of Bhaal. (Viconia is levitated from the table, restored to her feet, and unparalized) The Tear of Bhaal is yours, Child.

Barlowe accepts the Tear from the demon, and approaches Viconia. He gives her a big hug, and places a finger on her lips afterwards to keep her from commenting. Scene fades to another portion of pathway where a demon is reclined against one wall toying with several globes of energy almost juggling them. He gives a disdained look as the party approaches him. He suddenly grabs one of the globes crushing it releasing a horrid scream, and moves to a squatted position facing the party.

PRIDEAh, so the Child of Bhaal comes to me, finally, for the last of the Tears of Bhaal. You have come very near to locating your quarry, o young Lord of Murder. Yes, indeed you have.

BARLOWEWhat are you talking about? All I have done is be subjected to a few strange tests.

PRIDETests? Of a sort, remember that the mage holds power here too, and seeks to prevent you finding him. The tests are of your own making, from your own power.

BARLOWEWhat do you mean?

PRIDEHow do you find your soul, Child of Bhaal? Do you find it on a stroll? No, you must know yourself, the depths of your passion and heights of your depravity. You come to know what you are capable of, and that shall open the way to your soul. It is yourself, your essence that you seek, whether you know it or not. Because this is what you seek, your power fights against the mage, and brings you closer to your

goal. Soon, you shall open the eyes with the Tears of Bhaal.

BARLOWEWhat then? The door will open, and Irenicus will be there?

PRIDEThe way to your soul shall be revealed, but you only perceive it as a door. A pity that mortal minds can encompass more power than their faculties can comprehend. I hope you have been careful, Child of Bhaal. The Nine Hells are a place of retribution, the Tears sting as easily as they soothe.

BARLOWEWhy are you speaking so cryptically? What do your words meander about like a cat?

PRIDEI obscure the truth because it is my nature to do so, o Lord of Murder. However, I bow to your mastery, here, and answer your questions nevertheless. It is a good thing you have come to me, Child of Bhaal. Only you have the power to vanquish the terrible creature that holds one of your dead father's tears in the next clearing. I have heard of your prowess, Child, most impressive for a mortal life. Creatures of great power thrown aside as if they were nothing. Beings any other mortal would quake before you have fought against valiantly. You are a wonder of destruction, Child of Bhaal. Go, then, and defeat the creature that lies ahead. Crush it beneath your heel, and claim another victory!

BARLOWEWhat manner of creature do you speak of?

PRIDEIt is a powerful creature, Child of Bhaal. One that only you can destroy. I am confident in your ability to deal death to such a creature as this, and take the Tear that is yours.

BARLOWEYes, it's powerful, (annoyed pause) but what manner of creature 'is' it?

PRIDE

It is a creature that deserves death, Child of Bhaal. You are such a wondrous fighter. I simply thought that you could defeat it where others failed.

BARLOWEWhy does it deserve death?

PRIDEBecause. (pause) Because it exists. It stands in your way.

BARLOWEI do not kill things just because they are in my way.

PRIDE(disappointed tone) You do not? Then, perhaps you consider carefully the place that your terrible power will focus upon? Consider the reason behind every blow? (demone rises to its full stature, and spreads its wings) I see that despite your great deeds you have no pride in you, Child of Bhaal. So be it. Humility serves well those who wield it well. (demon is engulfed in flames, and disappears)

The party advance into the clearing finding a bronze dragon uncurling before them. The dragon motions for them to come forward.

BRONZE DRAGONYou have mastered your Pride, Barlowe. The Tear of Bhaal is your. Go well.

Barlowe accepts the tear from the dragon. The dragon flies upward out of view as a new pathway reveals itself where the great door and a statue are visible. Scene dissolves into a proper view of the statue, which reveals an embodiment of the situation. Camera circles the statue revealing it to be Barlowe and Irenicus moving away from each other while joined at the wrists, and from the waist down. The party members have varying looks as they move around the statue to face the door, which appears as a three-eyed head with no nose, and a sideways mouth. Barlowe pulls out the Tears of Bhaal, which become larger in his hands, and hurls each into one of the eyes. As each eye receives a tear, it closes causing a great rushing sound, while the ghostly image of an eagle embraces Barlowe. When the last eye closes, a great rumbling sound echoes as if approaching from a distance. Abruptly, the door opens releasing a blast of wind with what sounds as a great belch knocking the party off their feet.

As the party regains their feet, Irenicus steps through the doorway.

IRENICUSSO, we are to battle one last time. No more hiding for either of us. I will enjoy destroying you, Barlowe. To die in this place is to cease to exist.

BARLOWEWhat's the matter, Irenicus? Can't stand the heat? You sound fearful of this place.

IRENICUSI have as much chance as you, Barlowe. I have fought my own demons in this hell, and have learned, it is not to be feared. A horrific as this place is, it merely mirrors the soul we now share. Shrink from it if you will, but I have grown to appreciate what it can offer. Now, defend yourself. One of us is truly dead, and may be restored if the other is left here to rot. I will be free with what I have taken.

BARLOWEYou are so full of it, Irenicus. This place holds your damnation for interfering with me. There is only one possible end. You will fall here, Irenicus. That, I promise. (tosses two-handed sword to Minsc straight from scabbard)

IRENICUSWe shall see, Barlowe. We shall see. (releases a set of spells)

JAHEIRANo more platitudes, Irenicus. You have taken much from all of us. Now you die your final death. (summons a flaming man)

VICONIAThe darkness has already taken you, foolish one. Yet, you refuse to close your eyes. Let us help you onwards to your final rest. L'il alurl! For Shar! (summons an aerial servant)

EDWIN

Power is on our side, sorcerer. You cannot hope to defeat us in this final reckoning. Your end is near at hand. Wail, if you must! (summons a Hakeashar)

MINSCI grow tired of shouting battle cries when fighting this mage. Boo will finish his eyeballs once and for all, so he does not rise again. Evil, meet my sword. Sword, meet evil!

IMOENThis is the last stand, here in hell. We fall or we win. (casts spell stripping Irenicus of his protection spells)

Several demons emerge from the corridor behind Irenicus as he transforms into the Slayer. Edwin summons more undead shadow creatures to combat the demons in aid of Irenicus. The Hakeashar wraps itself around Irenicus causing him to glow like a firefly. Minsc, the flaming man, and aerial servant pelt on one demon while the shadow creatures prove a nuisance to the other demons. Jaheira and Viconia use their missile weapons on Irenicus while Imoen strips any protection spells cast by Irenicus and his demon aid. Barlowe attacks Irenicus with his sword in concert with the other attacks. During the concert of motions, explosions occur knocking Irenicus away from the area as magical items are destroyed with the passing of the Hakeashar. Irenicus moves slowly in his Slayer form, and suddenly he disappears. Jaheira hollers damn, casts a spell, and switches to her scimitars. Viconia casts a lengthy spell while all but one demon is vanquished. Edwin summons more creatures to skim the area for Irenicus. Imoen spots a scroll on the ground, and picks it up. The summonees begin to search the other side of the statue finding themselves under attack. Imoen uses the scroll with it disappearing in her hands, and creates a thick bellowing green cloud to engulf the area where Irenicus had attacked. The howl of the Slayer echoes for a few moments until Irenicus emerges from the cloud badly injured. Camera spots Barlowe atop the statue which has changed in appearance favoring Barlowe separating from Irenicus standing tall. Barlowe drops from the statue driving both of his swords through the shoulders of Irenicus. Irenicus slowly transforms back into his human form, and drops to his knees staring at the ground. Barlowe moves in between Irenicus, and the rest of the party.

IRENICUS

(raises his eyes to Barlowe) Curse you Barlowe! (gasp) I shall not be defeated by 'you'.

Irenicus begins to make a gesture for a spell, but is shocked when Barlowe raises his hand as a gesture to halt him.

IRENICUSWhat is happening? My magic. I. NO!

Barlowe hurls the spell Irenicus had intended to use back at him. Irenicus explodes into a puff of putrid green smoke, and the entire realm begins to shake violently. Scene fades to black. The rumblings sounds fade away shortly afterwards to silence. The silence is broken with the sound of Queen Ellesime's voice.

QUEEN ELLESIME(Elven language) They are all responding, now, quite excellent news. (scene flashes as length of Barlowe's bed is revealed) Ah, I see that you have finally come to. (scene cuts to viewing Barlowe in his bed under care of Elven priests; camera pulls back to view Queen Ellesime addressing Barlowe) I almost did not believe it when the priestesses told me that your body was showing signs of life once again. We resurrected whom we could, but it seemed nothing would draw your spirit back. We were about to give up when you began to stir this morning.

BARLOWEH-how, how long was I?

QUEEN ELLESIMEDead? A couple of days, no more. However, you managed to find your way back, it is good that you have done so as have your companions. You have done a great service for Suldanessellar. You saved the Tree of Life and myself, ending Irenicus's threat. To lose you, would have been tragic. I have planned a ceremony to reward you and your companions to show our gratitude for your actions. You are a hero to the elves, perhaps even a legend in the making. Enough of that for the moment. You will need rest to regain your strength. I will send a priestess to awaken you when it is time.

Musical piece begins as a somber tone, and heightens to realms of celebration as scene fades to a grand hall in the

Palace of Suldanessellar. Barlowe, Viconia, Edwin, Imoen, Jaheira, and Minsc are seated to the right of Queen Ellesime at a grand table before a mass of the citizens of Suldanessellar. Queen Ellesime rises, and the music softens to a closure.

QUEEN ELLESIMEThose of you who have survived the return of the Exile to Suldanessellar know me, your queen, but only some of you know the hero beside me who was most instrumental in saving our city and the Tree of Life. Such selfless acts almost resulted in the loss of your life, and perhaps much more than that. (pause) These deeds were not performed alone. Suldanessellar also extends its gratitude to those who have traveled with you, and fought by your side to help save our city. There is no reward adequate enough for one who has done so much. Let us offer, then, the eternal thanks of our people, an Amulet of the Seldarine to remind you forever that you are welcome here amongst us. (pause) As for the man whom we once knew as Joneleth, I can only say that he died (uneasy pause) long ago. He lives in my memory still. To the man he became, the Exile, Irenicus, he who performed atrocities on you, the Tree, and his former people, to him, I can only send my prayer that he finds the peace in death he never found in life. (pause) I feel I must 'apologize' on his behalf. For what he put you and your friends through, for his madness, we stripped Joneleth of his Elven immortality, and exiled him only to create Irenicus, instead. I cannot help but fell partly responsible. It is something I shall have to ponder on. (pauses for a moment and address Barlowe) As for you, I imagine you are eager to resume your travels once again. We wish you well. Know we look forward to your return in the future, should you desire to.

Scene fades as Barlowe and Queen Ellesime tap their cups for a toast to his return to the road of adventure to black. The sound of a volcano spewing lava signals scene fading to Irenicus opening his eyes upon a rocky plateau. Irenicus slowly rises to his feet, and has his attention drawn to the lake of fire outstretching as far as he can see.

IRENICUSTo end, like this!

The sound of movement stiffens Irenicus a little, and reinforced by vocal chitterings. Irenicus spins to hurl a

spell at an entourage of demons, but fizzles in a puff of smoke. Camera pulls back as the demons advance on Irenicus. A demon charges him being quickly hurled into the lava below. Two demons catch him from either side. As Irenicus wrestles with them, the remainder gang tackles the whole lot off the cliff's edge. Scene cuts to a grand circular table with five robed figures seated about it. Camera circles the table area once before the silence is broken.

EMISSARY 1Gorion's ward has become too powerful. We should have acted long before now.

EMISSARY 2There is no reason to be concerned. The fate of the fool has already been sealed.

EMISSARY 1Can we be so certain?

EMISSARY 2This spawn of Bhaal is doomed. There is no escape.

Scene fades to overlooking table which bears the symbol of Bhaal. Musical piece builds to a crescendo, and ending credits play out.