"Well, you won't have to worry much longer about the cold," Forlirn replied, blinking. "I can see the entrance from here, so we should arrive in minutes. Hopefully it hasn't collapsed over the years..."
<Hell, I don't even want to imagine there being another organization like the Seekers... but we can't discount it as a possibility... especially since I can't see how else such a thing could have happened to Ventrus... And I agree. To murder innocents just like that... I understand revenge, but that is beyond what I can comprehend.>
<It's hard to explain to one without experience with magic. It's somewhat like a natural ability, like how you know how to move your limbs and breathe, yet it's mental at the same time. It's not unlike a blade in the hand of a skilled swordsman, an extension of oneself and yet separate from oneself. It makes much more sense in practice than when spoken of, though.>
Forlirn landed in the snow near a barely noticeable hole in the earth, almost buried by the snow. He looked back at Matthew, frowning lightly in thought. "It's no major secret that power magics pervade the northern wastes of Elune, but what actually lies here is a great secret. Few if anybody know what is here, and if any do, they do not tell if they manage to return. However, my former clan warned us to never open a portal to Elune, though they did not say why. I take it they meant up here, as that would correspond with what I know of the subject. What I do know is the barrier works differently here. It seems to randomly spike with energy, and when it does, it is not possible to open a way to Elune. I also take it isn't possible to open a way back to Neuva when such a thing happens."
"I wouldn't be surprised if he did, since it is where we lived," Frilarth said, nodding. "We always thought that Glacignes once lived in it, though it must have been long ago, since not even the elder had ever met Glacignes."
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