“Yes, agreed. That’s the first problem that needs to be addressed. The other two of these gems [dropping the third onto the table for dramatic effect] need to be removed from Istven’s belly before he has time to do something sinister with them. Surely one of you assembled here can…extract…them?”
“Second problem, where the blazes are we and what’s going on? Tell us everything you know about the situation we now find ourselves in?”
Berronar comes over with Gaerdal to examine the gem. Turning to Vega she says: “Care for some tea dear? Or something stronger?”
Avoreen says, “My apologies sir, I’m not ever taken unaware but “surprise” at seeing mortals I’ve once seen in person for a second time is the only word I can think of.”
“We are powers, deities, of protection and war. We are the guardians of our respective pantheons. We have been imprisoned here by Nilas’anor. Given what I know of your companions, it seems imprisoning you as well is so valuable to the Dark Lord that he is willing to sacrifice one of his mightiest servants.”
This draws a frantic muzzled plea from Iscen’s.