"Of course, Finexia," Haele said, bowing.<br/><br/>Everything in the dungeon seemed to be in order; Passion had already made her way towards the dawn elves, and would likely be spending the night with them.<br/><br/>The next day, since the priestesses likely wouldn't arrive until later in the week, she'd make her way to the planar portal. Part of the room with the binding circle that had once held the fire elemental, it originally looked like nothing more than a blank wall. Now, with latent power fed to it once more, runes glowed in the outline of an archway, fifteen feet tall and twenty feet wide. She'd know that pressing one of the runes, and willing it into existence would open the portal to its last configuration, though the Heart was unaware of what that was. It would be possible to change the destination, but that was beyond her capabilities; though, she'd find Alabaster there, studying it and taking notes. If asked, she'd explain that it was far from her specialty, so understanding it would take quite some time, if she could manage it at all, though Haele and any other allied spellcasters might be able to help her crack it more quickly.