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Situation Report Thirty One

General Summary

Sharna approached me while I was on the Skyship sketching a map of the island. She had a look of despair in her eyes as she said that she would be of limited help in the demon City – her incredible skill in unarmed combat would mean little to demons who are only hurt by holy or demon slaying weapons. "You've done plenty Sharna. Just make sure this fucking ship is still here when we get back, and make sure Aroth doesn't steal it." After an awkward punch in the shoulder, she lowers her eyes and turns to stare out across the city. By Cay she may suffer worse than us, just sitting up here, waiting. One of the marines from House Elgata is more than passing competent with double-bladed weapons and we recruit him in place of our Warrior Monk. "Victor, you've got some big shoes to fill mate." After we are dropped off some ten miles from the City we trudge in silence to the glowering walls, acutely aware of the writhing gargoyles watching our approach. After a farcical couple of minutes trying to remember the password that provides us access to the ruined city, we remember 'Teraglustrod' and enter, perhaps too literally, the mouth of hell. What are we doing?