As the party steps into the darkness the winds kick up, the howling winds preventing communication, preventing any form of concentration on spells or anything beyond moving forward. Each hero spurned on by their own heart, determination and drive. The crystal, the only source of light, gives a pulse from the end of the hall as a wave of pain washes over them. Their eyes burn and sting as they continue forward.<br/><br/><strong>"Step towards your Destiny."</strong>the voice repeats.<br/><br/>The crystal spins faster, and the white light shifts to black as the burning of that acidic wave stops, only to be replaced by the tingling sensation of lightning as their muscles spasm and seize as sparks dance along exposed metal and glistening skin. Still they continue.<br/><br/><strong>"Step towards your future"</strong><br/><br/>The crystal spins faster once more, and blue light creeps into the black light that surrounds the spinning object. Your muscles cry relief as the sparking stops, just for your lungs to complain as you all are hit by a wave of poison. The air is thick and heavy with an acrid smell, still you push forward.<br/><br/><strong>"Step towards the Truth."</strong><br/><br/>The crystal spins faster as a green light joins the myriad of colors that swirl about it. You can breath once more as the poison clears, sucking in a lungful of air even as the ground warms and erupts into flames that lick at skin and steel alike. Still you push forward.<br/><br/><strong>"Step forward for Peace."</strong><br/><br/>You are nearly there, the crystal spins faster still as red joins the kaleidoscope array around it. The flames fade, the scorching heat suddenly replaced by a biting cold that chills our heroes to the bone, their teeth chatter, but they are undeterred.<br/><br/><strong>"Step forward for Power!"</strong><br/><br/>White light explodes from the crystal to swirl about our heroes.<strong>"Seize the gem hero."</strong>comes a soft whisper in Pavel's ear, somehow heard over the howling winds.<br/><br/>Our hero reaches out, as soon as his hand falls upon the shining crystal the world goes dark and our heroes sight fades.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/v6RZfGQ.jpg)</div>Fifi, Pavel and Talli awake later, each one healed and any wear on their armor and gear repaired. They are restored to how they were when they entered the cave. In Pavels hand sits the chalice they sought, simple yet brimming with a gentle power.<br/><br/><strong>"Welcome back Heroes..."</strong>came a gentle and weary voice. Sat upon a stone near what would have been the doorway they entered to fight the skeletons is an old man. It only takes a moment for each to recognize the weapon and armor, the spirit that had put them through the trials.<strong>"...I am glad you made it, to many have fallen here."</strong><br/><br/>He uses his sword like a cane to help himself push to his feet.<strong>"With the Chalice claimed, the magics that bind me here are waning. I can finally pass into the afterlife."</strong>he looks to each of them and smiles.<br/><br/><strong>“I am what is left of the man that was once Dromar. You have proven yourselves cunning, strong, selfless, and fearless and you have earned the right to take the Chalice with you.”</strong>Behind them a hallway flares to life with blue torches once more, lighting their way back to the surface. "Go now...thank you and gods speed heroes." the spirit of the old man fades. and at you guys look around and see scattered small piles of gold and old weapons...equipment of those that fell before. You have won the day.<br/>