I'm weary, but still furious. I step through, eager for real answers. My patience is wearing down.

[Depending on how this goes, Kuuraht's alignment might shift.]

You hurl through the multiverse- this time not stopping at Yggdrasil. You pop back out in a dark stone room, presumably underground from the musty smell and the lack of natural light. Wooden stairs lead up to somewhere with hearty voices - most likely a tavern. "Welcome to Thanaxar," Freytha's companion says in his trademark deep, cracking voice. "Another world subjected to Vecna's rule. Here, we will finally end our jaunt across the Many Worlds." 

“Why are we going somewhere else Under Vecna’s rule?”

"We can fight back here. This was the first world contaminated by Vecna."

"Any other questions?" says Freytha. "We must proceed with great caution, for Vecna also resides here. He is so powerful he can create duplicates of himself to do his bidding."

"Are the people inside this building the only ones that know about Vecna? And how do you plan for us to 'fight back' against such a powerful entity?"

“And… body splitting? Is he crazy?”

I shake my head. 

"No... no, it's more than possible. With my measly strength, all I could do is fry someone. Him, if he is as strong as you say, he could melt us like ice and reform us into his ideal shape, as easily as one shapes clay."

I'm still fuming, but I'm focused to the issue at hand.

"Oh, the people in this building don't know about Vecna," the dwarf says matter-of-factly. "We just secretly use this building for operations because of the portal here. Now, about splitting his body, Vecna is a lich-god. He's very powerful. He can do that." 

Freytha turns around, facing the portal, then sprints right at the wall. A door opens up and she runs through it. 

"Oh hidden entrances, I haven't seen those in a bit" I'm still a little grumpy from the walk, so I was being snarky.

(OOC: lol)

Her dwarven companion does the same. 

I still don't trust these people, even the ones I've escaped with. I recite a simple ward and trace the rune into the air before me. [Blade Ward]

I then rise from the ground and fly through the hidden door. [Tempestuous Magic]

Matthyse squints his eyes as everyone goes through the portal. He thought THIS  was the destination. And he was ready to sit down and eat something.

"Damned hells..."

And he just sighs and follows through the portal. 

I walk after them, after all...I am still grumpy and I am not going out of my way to just follow them but I do take out my Light Hammer just in case.

Calanin takes out his shortswords and turns to the Dwarf.

”Excuse me for never asking, but who are you?”

"Yes, I'm quite interested in that myself."

I join his inquiry, charging a bolt of electricity in my hand. It starts a bluff, but one I'm not particularly too upset about following through on, should it come to that.

"We've already been fooled once. Perhaps some clarification, on your part, is required before we proceed further."

[Intimidation 12]

You're standing in a massive oaken hall. Birds chirp from outside, and you can hear leaves rustling in the wind. "Welcome," the dwarf says. "The home of the Brotherhood." 

As you ask who he is, he sighs. "I guess I owe you an explanation. My name is Fafnir. Born on Thanaxar, brought here after the cruelty I experienced." He walks away, clearly thinking that that's enough. Then he turns around. "And one of the Council of the Brotherhood."

The calming sounds made Matthyse space out until Fafnir started to talk. 

"Now we're getting someplace. So you and Freytha are leaders of this Brotherhood, and your purpose is to fight Vecna across all the worlds he's conquered so far?"

"You got that right!" Fafnir shouts. "We're a bit short-staffed right now, as you can see."

"O-oh." 

I see where this is going. 

"And you've sought to recruit us, I take it?"

"We're all out to recruiting people who've experienced some of Vecna's rule."