(Were in freezing cold if ennething we need heat)

"Does anyone have any spare furs?"

(Am I on the ground or with Veyd in the sky?)

(were all on the ground and I'm still a dragon)

roastedZork

{Is there a way for me to quickly be there? the posts seem to have gone too fast for me.}
 

(Maybe Thomas was searching for Zork {if Thomas didn't know he was dead, and now non-existant} and came to Atmora in the midst of his search. Other than that, I have no ideas.)

Sauriil entered the temple, as he closed the door, the sound of wind instantly became silence. This wasn't the silence that would make one feel safe. No. It was a silence that appeared to suck the very sounds of his own footsteps. His own breathing. No sound could be heard. What is this?

Sauriil recoiled in shock. He couldn't hear his own thoughts in his head. He knew what he was thinking, yet that voice, did not speak. The feeling was odd. And this temple. It is old. Very old. Perhaps as old as the land itself. He could almost feel the stone beneath him rumble after each little step. As if to make his discomfort change to paranoia, he felt eyes leering behind him. Its hate was ferocious and seemed to burn the air around him. Sauriil held a Dire Shockball, preparing for whatever creature lie ahead, protecting its master's treasure.

"We need to find shelter!" Aksel walked ahead.

"Veyd is our shelter."

(The creatures Falin managed to summon are helping block a lot of wind)

(Veyd has an INCREDIBLY strong will that can't be broken, and he's one of the most powerful dovah >:)

Veyd Sahvoz

(Veyd has an INCREDIBLY strong will that can't be broken, and he's one of the most powerful dovah >:)

(That face is making a little suspicious . . .)

(Hehehehe :D)

Sauriil found the final door. It was large, and painted with ancient hieroglyphics. They showed images of sacrifices of infants, and young children. Their throat would be slit and the blood squeezed into the altar. By the Gods.

As he opened the door, he came upon a large white orb, on the very altar shown on the art. 

Falin knealt in the snow, numb, everything seemed out of focus. Did I summon them . . .? It took so much out of me.

"Falin! What's wrong" said Veyd glancing momentarily at Falin 

Falin slowly shook her head, unable to speak.

Veyd Sahvoz
"Falin! What's wrong" said Veyd glancing momentarily at Falin then continuing to breath black fire

(dude, black fire is a last resort)