"At the center of the great war of the Old Ones was always a huge city, an Axial City. Beginning with En Saro'ket, a different city rose to this point each cycle, becoming the pinnacle and epitome of knowledge, faith and power - only to fall whenever the cycle reached its tragic end. " from the Ring Prophecy     Third Market Day of Decadre, 126 HR   Morânia, Naghûl, Lereia, Jana and Kiyoshi stood around the round floor hatch in the sunken temple, waiting anxiously for a response from Sgillin, who had gone ahead to scout the passages beneath. Fortunately, it didn’t take long before they heard the half-elf’s voice. “I think you can come down. But keep your weapons at the ready. Who knows what’s lurking deeper in these passages.” Kiyoshi tied the rope to the crab’s left front leg with a professional knot and then began his descent. Before Lereia followed him, she took one last look at the apparatus. “I just hope no one steals it.” “I hope so too,” Jana replie...