"Where should we go with Conquista's laundry?" I asked Fooruman.
The elderly wizard shrugged. "I suppose to wherever Conquista is," he replied.
"But we don't know where Conquista is."
"Oh. Well in that case, let's make it into a fort!"
As much as I liked that idea, there were more important matters at hand. I dragged the party back North and wrapped Conquista's enormous battlesuit around them. After stabbing the "tent" with the Cheshire Pendant to turn it invisible, the six of us fled West and right through the wall of fire. We emerged on the other side, completely unharmed.
We found ourselves standing in the Isle of Darkness botanical gardens. The irrigation system was running smoothly, covering the various herbs and flowers in a gentle mist. Overhead burned the ultraviolet lights that kept the plants alive and photosynthesizing. The remnants of a walkway around the garden could be seen beneath a heavy layer of vines. They had apparently been neglecting this place even before it became inaccessable. In the center of the garden was a stone fountain surrounded by an elevated flower bed containing several brightly-colored flora.
I was starting to get a cramp in my leg from all of this dramatic running.
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