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Better armed, you scan the forest for the largest tree and begin climbing up using the rough hewn branches. The bark scraping your skin as you slowly clamber upward, your feet seeking footholds, while your calloused fingers grasp the tree branches.

The climb is arduous and leaves you breathless, but eventually you heave a sigh of relief as you reach the top.

Dark clouds filled with moisture roll overhead, the trees sway in the breeze and brisk wind chills your skin.

Studying the layout of the forest, you soon realise where you are and feel your heart plummet in your chest as memories of the Captain's map float through your mind. This place could only be Gilgathan, land of a thousand mysteries, and home to hundreds of strange creatures that have lain hidden for a millennia. But most importantly it was the homeland to the giants, immense warriors that loved to pillage and raid. Known for their brutal ferocity, short temper and tiny brains they were one of the most feared races upon Coroleya and for good reason. Their strength, stamina and battle prowess was second to none. Facing a giant in your condition with no proper weapons or armor would be as good as tearing out your own heart.

But at least there was one thing you could be thankful for, and that is you are much closer to your goal than you had first feared. If you could reach the island to the north west, you could take a boat through the Dragon's Throat and land in Orkeylium. There you could resupply, and make your way through the Great Divide into Caldasher and begin your real quest.

"Good, I had feared you had forgotten all about me, my champion."

A touch annoyed that the distance had not weakened the voice, you grumble back, "Have no fear, I have not forgotten you demon."

You hear a deep throaty laugh in response. "Then hurry my warrior, the time of the Blood Storm draws nigh and you will not wish to face him then."

And while a part of you fears what would occur should the Blood Storm be completed, you can't help but feel a touch of curiosity. To see such magic in action would be a wonder to behold, even greater than that of Black Towers of Fogwater. Towers of pure magic that floated in the air, surrounded by a thick red mist that protected it from outsiders. Power such as that would be incredibly tempting to any mage, even to Lorna.

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And as your thoughts return to your former comrades, you ask quickly before the voice disapears, "Where is Gorrack and Lorna? Do they still live?"

You feel a tingle on energy cross your mind as though she is pondering your words, before she replies, "Why would you wish to know their fate?"

Even without seeing Sarsonel's expression, you can sense subtle intent behind her question as though your next words be would judged.

Feeling slightly dizzy, you hold tight to the tree, your head dipping downward and catch sight of the warrior from last night directly below you, his shoulders hunched over as though studying your foot imprints.

With only seconds to make a move before he realises you are up here.

3. Do you activate your racial ability 'Twice the Power'? (Gnome Race Only)

Clasping the belt around your waist, you call upon your protectors and release two Automatons from within the multidimensional plane and watch as two hulking warriors made of pure iron step out from the black gates to close upon the warrior from either side.

Scrambling backwards in fear, the cloaked figure hurls fireballs at your marvelous creations, which to the creature's feeble mind must appear as though they are vanishing into thin air before striking their targets. But in truth the fireballs were being sucked into the next dimension, which was then absorbed to give his creations more energy.

Sensing it's doom, the creature turned to flee, but with a last wave of your hand you send the Automatons flying forward to crush the warrior into the dust, before sending them away. Allowing them to stay here too long would drain them of all energy.

Scrambling down from the tree, you circle your prey, giving the creature a tentative poke, just in case, before drawing closer and pulling back it's cloak to reveal a hideous creature covered in black pustules that ooze green pus.

The creature groans in response to the light and looks up at you with hate filled yellow eyes, before life slowly fades out of it and it lays still.

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You pick up the twin blades hidden with the folds of the creature and smile with satisfaction, when all of sudden the weapons crumble to dust in your fingers.

Furious you pound the ground and move to leave, when you notice the cloak covering the creature's body change shape and color.

Ignoring the blood that has dripped onto it, you tug it free and swing the cloak around your shoulders and to your surprise find that it fits you perfectly as though it were made for you.

You also feel a strange kind of energy fill your body and a voice whisper, "Welcome master, how shall I serve you?"(Quest Item Acquired Cloak of Daedalus: The Cloak of Daedalus is an enchanted item that allows you to cast spells. Add +15 Mana)