Chapter 2 - Part 15

“No, no, no,” the elderly tiefling said, scattering the runestones again. “No!”

Pellhomno snorted, his hooves pawing at the ground. “I grow impatient, seer,” he said. I have heard many promises within the past few days, but I have seen no results.”

“I have results,” she said. She swallowed. “They are – gone.”

“Gone where?”

“No,” she said, shaking her head. “There is no answer to what you ask. They have no where. They are more than dead, for even if they were dead, the matter that made up their bodies, even if…There’s nothing.”

“I gave you something that you desired, witch,” Pellhomno reminded her. “You said I would have answers within the hour. That was how many days ago?”

“They were and now they are not!” she said. “They simply are not!”

Pellhomno stared at her, then realized that she wasn’t lying. “Did they travel to another plane?” he asked.

She slowly shook her head. “Even then, even then there is a trace, for all the planes are tied to one another, and while many diviners would not be able to find them, I should be able to…” Her voice trailed off. “They’ve – they’ve been obliterated.”

Pellhomno compressed his lips, then he turned and galloped off. The Chamber needed to be informed that their last hope had vanished.