Not that I am expecting success but Arcana check 9

Abzerilan rubs his head, as if to preemptively massage a headache and says, "Ugh... Somethin' tells me that by the time we're done with all this dimension-hopping, it'll take a while ta re-lrearn which way it north."

Grixeor can tell that the chain mail provides more protection than the average set.

"Oh, yes it will. I certainly miss it already." Trajeon says. "But there's a slightly bigger problem to deal with than a loss of direction."

Thorin scratches his head, "Uh well, what would that be then? I'd no like lose anythin' with all this hoppin' about."

"There are two ways to get to the Astral Plane. One is to plane shift there, which is how we got here. If we die, we are dead though." Trajeon says. "The second way is to project our consciousness there. If we die in the Astral Plane from that way, we don't actually die, we are simply brought back to our physical bodies. I have no way to do that though. The Astral Plane is a dangerous place though, so to plane shift there would be near fatal."

"Well do ya know someone that can do this plane shift thing?" Thorin replies, "We'd best be gettin' ta them as soon as possible if that's the case." 

"I can plane shift." Trajeon says. "But the Astral Plane is no place to take a stroll. Many planar denizens wander it, demons, angels, et cetera. We could run into almost anything while there. Therefore, it is a good idea to project our astral selves there. That way, if we die while there, we don't actually die. But I don't know how to do that." Trajeon explains.

"Ah, sorry, I meant the projectin' thing. Do ya know someone that could do that?" Thorin then turns to the dragon, "What 'bout you, ancient one? Do ya know anyone that can do this plane projectin' thing at all?"

"In fact, I do. But good luck convincing him to use it for you." Fragherwe says.

"Nothin' has been that easy in this journey, regardless. Might as well give it a go." Abzerilan says with a shrug.

(I totally forgot this whole time, you guys should be level 4 now. My bad)

"If you wish to seek him out, you must continue down these very slopes down until you eventually reach Krangath. Once you enter this domain, worry not about finding him. He will find you." Fragherwe explains. "But beware Hopelorn. The liches will not show mercy, and they will take great pleasure in performing their experiments upon you."

Thorin takes a swig of ale, "Great. Well, thanks fer the heads up... I think."

"Are you not coming with us?" Trinity askes confused.

"I cannot. If I do, I may die. I must resecure the Heart in its place. That will take me some time."

"Ohhh, OK.  Lets go."

"Agreed, Trin," Thorin says as he takes a swig of ale, "Let's get outta this furnace an' find a way ta this individual the dragon knows that could help us. So how do we find this friend o' yer's?' Thorin says to Fragherwe, standing as though he stuck between staying to talk and walking out of the volcano immediately.

"Find him? No." Fragherwe lets out a bellowing laugh. "You need not worry about finding him. He will find you."

Thorn scratches his head. "Can ya talk plain, dragon? How do we know who's comin' ta find us?"

"Look to the skies when you get there. Look for the emerald tint in the sky. That will be him."

"Sounds like whoever we're tryin' ta convince to do this astral projectin' thing is a lich who keeps a close watch on his domain, yeah?" Abzerilan says.