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Jaob stood up suddenly, the entire tavern flinching back from him.  The tavern ower had considered banning the volatile xeph, but had also considered how much he enjoyed living, so Jaob had free reign.

Master Jaob, do you have it?
Of course not, is it here? 
But what's that over there?
That's the Jabberwock.... 
Are you sure?
Excuse me... 

Jaob started, that last voice wasn't one of the ^{...whissssssssss} regulars.... 

 

"I beg pardon," continued the voice.

Wait, when did he get here?
Who let him in?
Is he one of the enlightened as well?
_{Whenwhowherewhywhathowno-thats-wrong....} 

 "I had to get past the madness of those around you..." continued the voice.  "and I heard you seek the help of the dead..."

Jaob looked around, not seeing ^{...whisssssssss} anybody.  Good... nobody to interupt the voices in his head, maybe they ^{...whisssssssssss} would be more cooperative... butonthetablestoodapony

"There is a temple, a temple to a foolish order where the living and the dead are blurred together; where clarity is in madness, where the third eye sees clearly where no other may...." 

Exactley, how dare you!
You know, he may have somthing to say...
^{why-not-I'm-not-really-here}
 But why is he here?

"I'm sorry for the intrusion, but you are drinking from an empty tankard."

No he's not,
Then why is it so light? 
Maybe it's etherial?
^{Flying-over-the-skies....}

 Jaob looked at his ^{...whissssssss} tankard.  Of course it was full, the fires in it were flowing over.....

The voice in his head remains composed, though that composure seems strained.

"The temple where you may find the line between life and death..."

Why is this voice so demanding?
It thinks it knows everything.
^{Murdermurdermurdermurdermurdermurder...}
Should we ignore it?

The voice shouts in anger, abandoning its calm

"Come!" 

Jaob sees an image, an image ^...whissssss of a temple with its doors fallen in.  He know where ^...whisssss it is in the city.  He sees in it a battle; a small orb of light he recognizes as a lantern archon and a dog headed extra-planar warrior battle against a swarm of quilled beasted that flow from a portal in the centre of the room.  In the corner sits ^{...whisssssss} a pair of skeletons.... ^{no-not-over-there} 

Wait, why are following him?
Maybe he has somthng for us.
But he is rude.
We don't like rude ones.
^{Spiders-burning-through-your-mind}
But what if he's one of the mad ones?
Then we must bring clarity....

Jaob walked through the ^...whisssss streets, taking the directions form the voices in his head ^{left, nonononono right, no go up her, wait, I think it's straight....} 


Jaob enters the large temple, the doors not even hanging from their hinges, to see a large room.  Statues ^...whisssss of sword wielding figures lay everywhere, thoughthey seemd to have been grotesquley defiled.  The bodies of several quilled howlers lay ^{...whisssssss}  in the far end, the final one havng been freshly blast by a ray of light from the lanter Archon.  His dog headed compatriot turns to see Jaob before declaring, "Man of evil, leave now that you may be spared.  We have come to re-sanctify this place.  This is not your fight."  The dog headed creature pulls his sword as he says this and casts some spell that Jaob can't recognize due to the voices shouting.

This one threatens us?
He isn't very nice.
I think he should burn!
Burn!
Burn!
Burn!
^{Fire-flame-death-burning-agony-scorching-doom!} 

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You are the red, Rast is blue.  The Dog headed one went already and cast a spell.  He is wearing a cloak and holding a sword.