"Very well"

With that, Alakazam concentrates for a second and Aurelia, Twitch and Marisa suddenly find themselves elsewhere - in a house done up comfortably in a Victorian style will walls covered in all manners of bizarre objects - all dominated by the stuffed and mounted head of a T-rex at the end of the room. The room itself is furnished with a ring of twenty chairs or varying heights and sizes, and also a large pine tree where you could expect a 21st tree to be all around a doughnut shaped table where objects of interest or people presenting could stand.

Most of the ring of chairs are dusty, and only a small number appear to have seen recent use, with some the dust appears to be caked in to the point where you wonder if anyone has sat there in centuries.

A large figure walks into the room who looks somewhat familiar, although the fact they are clearly female and ancient and craggy looking is very much at odds with the one you briefly encountered.

"I am Spodra, and you could say I've been expecting you - welcome to the Old Worlds Society!"

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Meanwhile Khloe and Playzooki are left back at the church, and with the Alakazam seeming done with his task he looks ready to teleport away, however, just as he begins to enter the pose for doing so, he freezes for an instant, and suddenly an entirely different voice comes out of its mouth. Or more precisely, dozens of a voices trying to speak at once, and bickering with each other before meeting a consensus.

"Mortal oooonnnes, we have not much time, but we offer you an opportunity and ask a favour. Seek out the the PantheUrn, and smash it to little pieces and perhaps you might be able to survive all of this"

It then simmers back down into bickering before the Alakazam, seemingly oblivious to what just transpired, teleports away, leaving Playzooki and Khloe at the church.