In the City
The drow scavenging party stealthily entered Cendriane. The leader of the party,Xyruvial, cautiously looked about, and then sent scouts forward into the city. It was almost midnight, and nothing was stirring. Their task was to bring back to Erelhei-Cinlui any and all magic items they could find. As they prowled down the Avenue of the Gods, the city became as bright as day. The drow screamed, and instinctively summoned globes of utter darkness to protect their eyes. The light pulsed three times, and then the night came back.
Xyruvial made a quick decision. Something was happening in the city, and the level of danger was unknown. "Everyone, out of the city!" she barked. Her people immediately obeyed. "We are returning to Erelhei-Cinlui. The Council of Matrons must be informed of this. If what I suspect is true, Cendriane is about to live again," she said.
The eladrin rangers entered Cendriane. The leader of the party, Erevan, was not pleased to be back in Cendriane, for the last item he had brought back, a staff, had been stolen from Astrazalian. They had been sent from Astrazalian to reduce the population of monsters in the city, to make it safer for any scavenging parties that Lady Shandria wanted to send. Their main targets were fey panthers and displacer beasts; some of the more deadly beasts roaming the streets. At noon, while chasing a displacer best down the Avenue of the Gods, a sound echoed through the city. The eladrin froze and waited. They heard the sound three times before it died away.
"The sound came from the tower!" Erevan shouted. "Follow me." The rangers ran up the tower, only to find that the door was locked and would not open to lockpicks, magic, or force. Pressing his ear to the door, Erevan could here chanting, but could not make out he words. Turning to his rangers he said, "We must return to Astrazalian and inform Lady Shandria and High Wizard Soveljinn. They might know what is going on here in Cendriane."