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Perhaps I could craft a quick ending, since no one has posted for over a week now:
Elendil watched the magnificient storm approaching. "It is time, we must sail," he said. One by one, the ships left the harbor, bearing the Faithful away...
Hundreds of guards poured into the cell block, and Abarzadan watched in horror as the leaders of the party drew back their bows...
Then the comet came, hitting the northern side of the island and scimming southward, leveling everything in its path...
And none of them lived.
Or perhaps we could get Abarpanaru, rescue our friends and leave this darn city once and for all.
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