To the ANUS!

Once outside of the astral plane the group found themselves in a massive underground chamber.  Their feet rested on a crudely drawn five point star covered in runes similar to those in Tear's inner sanctum.  Their senses became dulled and real life had never looked so bland.  The vibrations of the plane had turned into the echoes of dripping water pulsing through the cavern.  A stale wet odor permeated the air around them.
     "Where are we?"  Fox asked as he surveyed the dark expanse surrounding him.  As his eyes slowly adjusted he could see a rock face beyond with intricate lines flowing in all directions. 
     "This is what remains of a great dwarven kingdom."  Tear announced.
     The outlines on the wall became clearer and they could see an entire city carved into the wall of rock.  Houses with windows opened up to meandering walkways that etched their way up and down the wall.  It was the ghostly remains of a vast city that stretched beyond their view. 
     "How can this be?" Raddick pondered.  "Where have they gone?"
     "It has been abandoned for over one thousand years.  The sea came to reclaim it and no one returned."  Tear spoke with excitement.
     "There must still be riches if they ran from a flood." Raddick replied.
     "Yes indeed.  I have explored somewhat, but not extensively."
     "Which way?" Fox interjected.
     "Towards the anus." said a voice from behind the group, with disdain.  Victran the Drow stepped forward to collect their puzzled looks.
     "When mapped out the chamber which we are now in takes on the appearance of the a stomach.  Our best chance at moving deeper underground is to head for the anus."  Victran extended his arm and pointed to a gentle flow of water which had carved itself into a small valley, cutting through the chamber.  The stream led to a  hole in the wall big enough for them to fit through one at a time. 
     Dahktor kept quiet and moved on the outskirts of the group.  He had thanked them profusely for rescuing him from the hunting party on the astral plane.  He had remained aloof and did not speak much of himself.  They knew that he had been some sort of slave or prisoner however there was no weird funny stuff going on.  He had agreed to take up arms in the underdark and join in their cause.
     Showing trepidation, Groth complained about going deeper underground.  He stated that he was very accustomed to fitting into small holes above ground but did not like being stuck in small holes underground.  It was agreed that he would wait here at base camp and guard the portal so that they may return.

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