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It was a curious band, black as night and just as shiny. It rested in a stone box nestled on a pedestal in the centre of a room. Thick jungle vines had clawed their way inside over time, obscuring the runes carved almost endearingly into the bracelet. This place had never known the light of day, the person who made it was long gone. It had been left for a purpose, but as of yet it was unknown. It sat in its little box, sealed away in its room. The temple it resided in remained undiscovered, slowly but surely becoming one with the jungle, waiting for the right moment.
This is the story of how it was returned to its owner.
It involves a few familiar faces. A very unfortunate architect. A very frustrated lumberjack. A very clever endermage.
An epic adventure of magic, impossibility, and ridiculousness. Featuring your favourite spacemen and a third-wheel magician.
So, will you stay awhile and listen?