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In a cold desert of blue sand, Locket, Toddleheim and the Grandmaster’s own personal assistant Elianna finally found their lost friend Flynry, mid-battle and barely recognizable. What began as a scrappy scorpion fight turned into a tearful reunion and a grim lesson about where they really were. It ended with a sudden, shocking death.

The Story

Claws in the Sand

The fight was already raging when this chapter began. Flynry slammed his sword down and a streak of flame raced across the sand, while a second sand scorpion burrowed up to snap and sting at him. It missed him entirely. His time in this place had changed him. He swept his “now rich black cloak” over one scorpion’s head and spun it aside “like he’s bullfighting,” then sidestepped a tail that crashed into the ground where he had been standing.

Locket came over the hill and froze for a moment at the sight of Flynry’s new look, reflected in fire and glass. Then the tabaxi ranger dove in with her short swords. These scorpions were nasty work. Every claw she hacked off reached back to snap at her, and every severed piece sucked sand up from below to re-form. She kept hacking until the creature thinned out, then finished it with a final slash across the torso. “They’re pretty hefty, so be careful,” she warned the others.

Toddleheim had noticed that Flynry’s flames turned the sand to glass, and he tested whether his own fire would do the same. His first bolt missed. A volley of magic missiles knocked a chunk off a scorpion, and the chunk quickly grew back. Flynry smiled at the old wizard and showed him how it was done. With a blade that “seems far too wieldy for its size,” he spun into a backhand slash. Wherever the flaming sword cut, the scorpion turned to glass, and those limbs never grew back.

The Assistant Goes to War

Elianna had never been in a battle. She was among people she barely knew, somewhere she had never been, facing monsters she had only read about. Her response was a steady stream of “fuck, fuck, fuck.” She still outlined the scorpions around Flynry in blinding neon purple fairy light, which glowed vividly against the blue sand, and she wrapped Flynry in a sparkly purple shield of protection. “Flynn’s been alone a long time,” his player admitted. “We’re ready to have whatever buffs or bonuses.” Elianna muttered under her breath, “I didn’t sign up for this.”

The scorpions mobbed Flynry, and wave after wave of claws and stingers missed him or glanced off the shield. He flipped and spun with an acrobatic grace nobody had seen from this large man before, “very like Legolas with a big sword,” or “like LeBron James is doing a one-on-one against some elementary schoolers.” Toddleheim’s next fire bolt glassed a glowing scorpion and left “a shiny reflective surface as an imprint.” It proved that fire hit these sand creatures twice as hard.

Flynry tried a sweeping greatsword spin. It caught the glowing scorpion and carried on into a badly wounded one that had been creeping toward his back, thinking it wasn’t the target. Aqua flame blinded the creeper and it was “slashed in half, dead ski.” His follow-up at “Captain Glowy” found nothing, because the scorpion simply sank into the sand and popped up elsewhere. “Ever slippery.”

Then came Elianna’s moment. She summoned a spectral scythe, which spun through the air, sheared off both of a scorpion’s pincers and took its head. The head landed right at Flynry’s feet, “almost like it’s a gift,” gazing up into his eyes. He gave it an inquisitive look, then nodded at the stranger: yes, this is the way. Elianna tried to curtsy and fell over. Inspired by the scythe, Locket landed a perfect strike on the scorpion in front of her and made “scorpion sushi” of it with her short blades.

Something Bigger

The last three scorpions began to retreat. For the first time Flynry showed real urgency, “like the thought of these escaping is deeply bothersome.” He drove his sword down at one and missed. The scorpions didn’t so much burrow as become the sand. For a moment all was calm, and the cold wind kept blowing.

Elianna felt it first. “Does anyone else hear or feel that?” (“This is Dune,” her player noted.) A blast of sand erupted into the sky behind Flynry. The little scorpions had poured back together into one giant scorpion, “double on everything,” which burst up from under their feet. Toddleheim very nearly announced a fireball, which alarmed everyone (“We’re all about to get singed”). He settled for a doubled fire bolt and a heavy volley of magic missiles. The giant snapped its claws into Elianna and stung Flynry, poisoning him, though his natural resistance blunted the venom.

Elianna screamed in pain. She was, after all, a personal assistant. Then she remembered the Grandmaster’s words that she must come back safely. In a sudden calm she pointed at the scorpion and stared, and a burst of purple flame engulfed it. The giant scorpion exploded.

The Reunion

At last they could look at their friend properly. Flynry’s hair color had changed, and so had his stature and his once distinctive voice. “It almost doesn’t seem like him, but you can tell it’s him.” “My friends, you’ve made it,” he said. Toddleheim rushed up and hugged him: “My boy, how you’ve grown.” They owed this to the Arbiter, Toddleheim explained, who “sent us here in the most painful fashion.” Locket added that the Grandmaster had written to say there might be a way to bring him back, “and we immediately came.”

Flynry’s eyes glistened. He had been “surrounded by so much evil,” he said, but that was a story for later. He thanked Elianna for “a rather eloquent dispatching of a troublesome scorpion.” She introduced herself as the Grandmaster’s personal assistant, and Flynry decided he wanted one of those. “I have a few I could recommend,” she offered. Toddleheim doubted the Arbiter had built this place: “There’s too much power here, simply.”

We Are All Dead

Elianna knew the name of this place from books and whispers: The Sands of Eternity. The name stirred something in Toddleheim, a book of legends he had fought over in some dark library decades ago. It was a realm for the dead, apart from every other underworld. Only souls somehow attached to it, or consumed by it, ended up here. “I do regret to inform you that we are all dead,” he announced. If there was no fix, “I look forward to an eternity fighting scorpions alongside you, brother.” Locket realized this was why arriving had hurt so much: the Arbiter had disintegrated them.

The news helped Flynry fit some pieces together. He knelt and pulled a wooden spoon out of the sand. Before leaving home base he had bought one for Frank, the disgruntled chef who cooked the heroes’ meals with bones and sticks. “Your experience here is what your mind makes it,” he said. His sword, his armor, even himself, were “of the sand.” He had battled a kind of psychosis here, and his origins here were “based on lies,” so part of him held back. Was this reunion even real? For him it had been years. For them it had been months. “There is no rising of the sun. There is no shifting of the stars. There is simply the void.”

Elianna healed his scars, and Flynry said he had forgotten how refreshing healing magic could be. She explained she had learned it “because I’m constantly tripping and hurting myself.” In her notebook she had been sketching him for the Grandmaster and quietly fretting over the promise she had made.

Truth

Flynry’s sword bore one word: Truth. “It is a mirror shaped like a sword.” In it he still saw his old self, with the velvet cloak, the slightly beastish face and the long brunette hair and beard. Elianna looked into it seeking hope. She saw a ziggurat crowned with a mirror-like gem, beaming light into the void sky. The vision then rewound along a path until she was looking over her own shoulder. “This sword has shown you the truth.” She sketched the map, and Flynry gently turned it the right way up for her. In all his years here, he said, he had never seen a single structure.

When she asked again, the blade showed only her reflection. “Smells like single use,” Toddleheim remarked, and when he asked, it showed him only his own reflection too. Frustrated, Elianna kicked sand at it, and the blade drank the sand in “as if it was a puddle.”

The Arrow

Locket stepped up and took the sword. “Show us the way,” she said, thinking of the disintegration and of finding Flynry again. Past her reflection she saw a shadow-cloaked figure atop a dune, then several figures, one perhaps chasing another. She realized it was no vision. She turned with the sword in hand, and an arrow went straight through her throat. Her blood poured out almost instantly and she sank to her knees, staring in shock at Flynry and Toddleheim. Flynry slid through the sand to catch her, and as his arms closed around her, her body turned to sand and poured through his fingers. In the Sands of Eternity, a soul that dies is gone forever. Locket was dead for good.

Notable Moments

  • Flynry bullfighting a sand scorpion with his cloak.
  • Elianna’s first kill: a spectral scythe drops a scorpion head at Flynry’s feet “like it’s a gift,” and she curtsies straight into the sand.
  • The baby scorpions merging into a giant one that Elianna blows apart with purple flame.
  • Toddleheim breaking the news that they’re all dead with the cheer of a man ready for eternal scorpion duty.
  • Flynry pulls a wooden spoon for Frank out of the sand.
  • Locket shot through the throat, crumbling to sand in Flynry’s arms.

Memorable Quotes

Toddleheim: “I do regret to inform you that we are all dead… I look forward to an eternity fighting scorpions alongside you, brother.”

Flynry: “Your experience here is what your mind makes it.”

  • Elianna: “I didn’t sign up for this.”
  • Flynry: “My friends, you’ve made it.”
  • Elianna: “Hello, I’m Elianna, the Grandmaster’s personal assistant. I’ve actually never been in battle.”
  • Flynry: “Sounds like I’m going to want to get me one of those.”
  • Flynry: “I suppose it was time that I upgraded from my fists to a little extra hardware.”
  • Toddleheim: “Smells like single use.”
  • Locket: “Show us the way.”

Who and What Appears

Characters

Flynry (BdTeej)

  • Trapped in the Sands of Eternity for what feels like years to him; months for his friends.
  • Appearance has changed: different hair color and stature, grayer, no longer has his very large beard, changed voice. He wears a rich black cloak and armor “of the sand.”
  • In the sword he still sees his old self: velvet cloak, slightly beastish visage, long brunette hair and beard.
  • Used to fight with his fists. Now wields Truth, a mirror shaped like a greatsword, which burns with aqua flame and turns the sand creatures to glass.
  • Resistant to poison.
  • Has battled “a certain form of psychosis.” His origins here are “based on lies,” so he doubts this reunion is real.
  • Says he “was engulfed in flame and death” to get here.
  • Bought a wooden spoon for Frank the chef before leaving home base.
  • Fights with new acrobatic grace.

Locket (Miss_Magitek)

  • Tabaxi Gloom Stalker ranger with short swords and Hunter’s Mark.
  • Says the Grandmaster wrote to them about a way to save Flynry. Also says “I’m still under her prisonment” (unclear).
  • Resisted the mirrors in the room of mirrors.
  • Killed by an arrow through the throat from figures on a dune; her body turned to sand.

Toddleheim (Ahnubyss)

  • Spellcaster: fire bolt, magic missile, arcane meditation.
  • Studied in libraries “decades ago… when you were a young man,” so he is old. Remembers a book of legends about the Sands of Eternity.
  • Calls Flynry “my boy” and “brother.”
  • Thinks the Arbiter isn’t strong enough to have built this place.

Elianna (ParallaxStella)

  • The Grandmaster’s personal assistant. Never in battle before; learned “one or two things” from the Grandmaster.
  • Clumsy: learned healing because she is “constantly tripping.”
  • Promised the Grandmaster she would come back safely.
  • Spells: faerie fire, Shield of Faith, Toll of the Dead, Spiritual Weapon (a scythe), hellish rebuke (purple flames), Cure Wounds.
  • Keeps a notebook and sketches Flynry for the Grandmaster.
  • First kill this episode. Saw the ziggurat in Truth.

The Arbiter (mentioned only)

  • Sent the party here by “essentially disintegrating” them “in the most painful fashion.”
  • Said “some have returned.”

The Grandmaster (mentioned only)

  • Wrote to Locket and Toddleheim that there might be a way to get Flynry back.
  • Sent Elianna with them, telling her she must come back safely.

Frank (mentioned): the disgruntled chef at home base who cooked with bones and sticks.

Shadow-cloaked figures: on a dune, one perhaps chasing another. One of them shot Locket.

Sand scorpions / the giant scorpion

  • Made of sand. Hacked-off parts re-form, except where fire glasses them; fire deals double damage.
  • They retreat by becoming sand, then merge into a giant scorpion that does double everything.

Places

  • The Sands of Eternity: a realm of the dead apart from other underworlds. Only souls attached to or consumed by it come here.
    • Cold blue sand like glass shards, a howling wind, a celestial “void” sky.
    • No sun or star movement; bodies stay in stasis.
    • The dragon bones where the party stands.
    • “Your experience here is what your mind makes it.”
  • The ziggurat: seen only in Truth. Topped by a glass or mirror gem casting a beacon into the sky.
  • The room with the mirrors: where the party looked into the mirrors and resisted (recalled).
  • Home base: where Frank cooks.

Items

  • Truth: Flynry’s mirror-greatsword with the inscription “Truth.” It shows the truth when asked (seemingly once per person, inferred from 1:12:02–1:12:43) and absorbs sand like a puddle.
  • The wooden spoon, pulled from the sand.
  • Elianna’s notebook and map of the path to the ziggurat.

Lore statements

  • The living cannot be here: the party are all dead, disintegrated by the Arbiter.
  • Things pulled from the sand take the shape of memory (the spoon).
  • Fire turns the sand creatures to glass.

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