The Mender, assuming he hadn't already continued on into the Mounts of Eternal Grief surrounding the plane, would likely be in the Citadel of Reminiscence. The head of the band of men asked Jorn (Adam, archer) to keep an eye out for any strange bits of information he might 'remember', and handed a tome for him to carry for when it happened and assured Jorn that he would know what he was talking about when it happened.
So they travelled, eventually reaching the small forest surrounding the Citadel, which turned out to be bruised and diseased in ways similar to that of human flesh. Open sores, purple bruises, flaking dead skin, all covered the plant life of this forest. After a short time within, they were interrupted by a humanoid, demonic vulture that stood a full 11' tall. It attacked the party, and was eventually taken down, though the spores thrown Kagemane (Pat, Executioner) & Antric (Jon, Armiger) damaged them severely when it finished growing into a veritable bush on them. They rested for an hour, which was enough time for Audrious (Jon, Arcanist) & Antric to contract a vicious form of Demon Fever. Stumbling out of the forest, they reached the Citadel.
It was then that they heard/felt a shaking in the hall, "Who dareth disturb the Citadel of Reminiscense?!" With a Jurassic Park moment, the ground shook and a 12' tall human giant with angelic wings & a massive crystal maul in one hand turned a corner into view of the party and walked towards them. The bubbles didn't ever pop, but simply slid around him. He asked why they were there and stealing memories they were not worthy of having. The party apologized profusely, and said they merely wanted to have an audience with The Mender before he passed on into the Mountains of Eteranl Grief. The giant was swayed and told them to stay there, blowing at them such that suddenly none of the bubbles would enter the immediate area where the party was standing. Without much more response, the giant turned around to fetch The Mender.
After a time, an angelic ghost floated before the party and was informed of the party's plight and that of the town where they were trapped in this realm of dead angels. It felt sorry for them, and gave them his weapon, a dagger sized sewing needle with a golden thread wrapped around the base for a handle and a tip so fine and sharp you couldn't even see it. He informed them to be careful, for the fabric of the planes is as sensitive as their flesh and it needed to be stitched back home. With profuse thanks, the party ventured forth to the stranded town to fix its dilemma, stopping by the scavenger camp to return the tome with Jorn's recorded memories.
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