<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/dcqRCz0.jpg)</div>The rest of the climb up to the top of the mountain was thankfully uneventful. Elea might have lost all her rations and all her coins, but somehow she still made it to the mountaintop just in time before it got too dark to travel, so at least she wasn't stuck on an exposed mountainside without shelter for the night.<br/><br/>A small village had grown around the Oracle, but the main temple still dwarfed all the other nearby buildings. Supported by marble columns in the ancient Hellenic style, the stone edifice was illuminated at night by torches outside and a sacrificial fire inside where offerings were burnt.<br/><br/>"Elea!" A familiar voice called out - Ishtar's. The monk had evidently bought a new outfit with her share of the treasure, and it was much... scantier... than before, which somehow translated into better protection in the RPG world. "I'm so glad to see you! I was so worried I was stuck here all alone... do you know what's going on and why we can't log out or contact a GM or... or... let me guess, you don't know either, that's why you're here to ask the Oracle for help?"