Tick Tok not Tik Tok

She has it. That's it... tick tok. My time with these incredible friends is coming to an end. Maybe today, maybe tomorrow at the latest, next week. Sure, any number of things could go our way but more than likely, Ularan and Ebondeath with figure out the secret of the Ruinstone and start their Dark Reign along the coast and, eventually, throughout the realm. It's funny, I am not really scared of being erased from this chapter, in many ways it perfect as no one will remember me so no one will mourn or feel any guilt about letting it happen, as well they shouldn't.
 
We do need to do everything in our power to get to the Stone before they figure it out. Honestly, I was a bit surprised (and elated) that Lord NeverEmber sent help so fast. Both the Diviners and the Monk from Candlekeep. Its reassuring that the situation is being taken seriously by the most powerful people on the Coast; that does give me a glimmer of hope.
 
Getting to this foyer of Death was no easy feat. Rattie got zapped, Kanenas almost became a Dragon snack and either Hans or Franz (I keep getting them mixed up) came out a little worse for wear but nonetheless, here we are. We do know that there is a giant horde near Ebondeath's liar, I'm sure it's booby trapped to high heaven but dang it that money could get me some incredible pens, inks and scrolls. I'm getting ahead of myself though, we are about to do the bravest and by far stupidest thing we've ever done, at least since I've been around. We are about to take on the great ancient Gnawbone who has been possessed by an even older dracolich. And it's clear she knows we are here from Kanenas' swimming expedition and the lovely greeting we got right here in the foyer. We can't forget about the grenade and we can't forget what the kind Bronze dragon told us; we know Claugiyliamatar is in there somewhere, maybe at the right time, she can hear us.
 
We will drink our potions, buff ourselves up and all that but there isn't much that could level the playing field aside from some good old fashioned luck. During my mediations this AM I did foresee us putting up a very admirable fight but alas I could not see the end result...I fear that was for my own good.
 
Let's go get this done Stormbreakers!