We get our loot identified.

We give the girl over to the church to reunite with her family.

We take sail again. No one is sleeping well. We are all having nightmares of evil, darkness and despair rising from the ground into the clouds. A tower jutting from the clouds. The Sailors have different dreams.

We are sailing directly towards our destination (Westgate), but after 5 days we are still ocean-bound and sleepless.

The plan is to get reinforcements from Westgate for the order of OswynVanDyse to retake our monasteries.

We discuss what to do with the Orb. Maybe it is causing our dreams.

We are pursued by pirates for a couple days, and sail into a fog bank to elude them.

In the fog, jutting from the clouds is a large tower. Looks kinda familiar. The baily is flooded and large enough to berth the ship.

We sail into the baily. The wall becomes solid. We are trapped.

The captain lets us off on the rectangular slab where the tower is. Tower is 200 feet tall. The slab is perfectly flat, not paved. The stairs are 3 times larger than normal stairs. The doors are made of metal and at least 40 feet tall. There is a massive sigil on each door. Even CedricVonSaberhagen does not recognize it.

CedricVonSaberhagen pushes the doors open. They swing silently aside.

Inside is a grand hall, lined with banners bearing the same sigil as the doors. The grand hall takes up the entire floorplan. There are 4 columns rising 50 feet to the ceiling. There is a large hole in the floor and ceiling near the center. There is a raised dais at the far end (about 20 feet above the general floor). The stairs down from the dais continue down below the floor of the hall. There are floating orbs illuminating the chamger.

Standing on the dais are a group of four figures cloaked and standing around a brazier of coals. The look at us, red eyes glowing in the shadows of their hoods.