After spending half an hour fruitlessly searching for a holy symbol that was missing from her backpack, Holly threw herself, frustrated and tearful, to the ground to sleep. She was up again in only a few minutes, having lain on an anthill. She had to remove all her armor to get the ants off her, and she was badly bitten. While Joel sorted through their remaining magical scrolls, the wind whipped the pages away in the dark. Then, while Jas was on watch, the bard was beset with nightmares about children suffocating in a cave and cried out in his sleep, waking Holly and Emilo and alarming everyone.
Only Jas seemed immune to the problems besetting the party. Reeking of Tymora's magic apparently had a positive side. Ordinarily this many tribulations would have resulted in bickering, but no one was comfortable speaking in the goddess's presence except the goddess. The angry silence of the others was infinitely more wearying than any fight would have been, and Jas couldn't help but think the others resented her lack of misfortune.
During the second day's travel, Beshaba grew more suspicious and distrustful, not only of the surrounding area, but of her escorts as well. She demanded that Jas fly up ahead to scout, Emilo and Holly walk in front where she could see them, and Joel stay right at her side. She would become livid when she took her eyes off Emilo and didn't see him when she looked again. From some of her jewelry and a string, the goddess created a jangling collar for the kender, so that she could hear him and he wouldn't become 'unnoticed' again. Emilo looked as mortified as a cat with a bell around the neck.
After having desired Walinda's death since the day she met her, Jas now regretted that the priestess wasn't here to suffer under her goddess's spiteful eye. Of course, Walinda was so perverse that she had thrived on the abuse her previous master had heaped on her, so there was no guarantee Beshaba would actually make Walinda miserable even were she still alive.
Now that her friends' murderess was dead and the dark stalker was just a phantom of her mind, Jas found the fires that had driven her had grown cold. She didn't want to go back on her promise to help Tymora, but the thought of traveling day after day with Beshaba was intolerable. And when they finally reached the spire, what would happen next? The uncertainty, the inability to plan her life beyond tomorrow was exhausting her. Suddenly, off in the distance, Jas caught sight of a beam of light. The beam looked familiar, a line of yellow just like the light from the finder's stone Joel had used to summon her when they were in Gehenna. There were two finder's stones, Jas remembered, or rather two halves of one stone. Joel had one half, and the other…
'Finder,' Jas whispered. 'It's about time you showed up.'
The thought that Finder would soon be there lifted Jas's spirits slightly. Finder would deal with Beshaba, god to goddess. Jas flew back to the group to give them the good news.
Beshaba didn't seem pleased. She didn't trust any of the gods, and apparently she suspected Finder of some treachery. She awaited his arrival holding a dagger next to Joel's ribs so she would have the upper hand over Joel's god.
Soon it appeared as if a sun had blossomed on the horizon and was moving toward them. With Beshaba's attention fixed on the sky, Emilo sat down beside Jas and pulled out a piece of red glass from one of his many vest pockets. He held the glass up to his eye so he could view the approaching light without squinting. 'It looks like a chariot of fire,' the kender said excitedly. 'Want to see?' he asked Jas.
Jas took the glass and looked at the approaching light. 'It looks more like a fiery carriage and four,' she noted. 'Leave it to Finder to travel in style.'
Jas was about to hand the piece of glass back to Emilo when she noticed the depiction of the sun and the face carved on its surface. It looked like the holy symbol of Lathander.
'Emilo,' the winged woman whispered, 'where did you get this?'
'Walinda took it from Holly's backpack,' the kender said. 'I picked it up when she tossed it aside. Can you imagine doing that-as pretty as it is? I think it stung her.'
'Holly was looking everywhere for that last night,' Jas said. 'She was in tears about losing it.'
'Really?' Emilo asked with astonishment. 'I must have been sleeping. I'll give it back to her.'
The kender rose and hurried over to Holly and tugged on her sleeve to get her attention.
Finder landed his fiery flying carriage pulled by four flaming stallions. The god pulled the carriage up beside Beshaba and reined in the horses.
'I've come to offer you a ride, Lady Beshaba,' Finder said with a cocky wink. 'I'll even let you drive if you promise not to murder my priest.'
Beshaba glared at Finder. 'I have been in the Outlands nearly a whole day. What took you so long to come for me?' she demanded.
'I've been busy. Assassins and saboteurs have begun to strike against Tymora's church, and Lady Selune and I have been hard pressed to keep her priests safe,' Finder explained.
'Or perhaps you were busy preparing some scheme at the base of the spire to betray me?' the goddess accused him.
'My lady, you know the natives of the region of the spire, the rilmani, would never allow that,' Finder replied. 'They serve only the Balance and will preserve our truce. I suggested the spire as a neutral ground where you would feel safe for just that reason.'
'Ha!' Beshaba laughed coldly, but she removed her dagger from Joel's ribs. 'The rilmani are just as likely to let you destroy me, then destroy you, all in the name of their precious Balance.'
'I may be a reckless fool,' Finder replied, 'but I have no desire to quarrel with the rilmani. Hence you are safe.'
'Where is my hateful sister?' Beshaba demanded.
'Lathander has set up a dead magic zone in Elysium to protect her from the drain on her power. Since we did not think you would wish to travel to Elysium, you will have to make do with the dead magic zone near the spire.'
As Finder and Beshaba bickered, Emilo slipped Holly the red glass. 'Walinda took this from your pack, but I saved it,' he said. 'Sorry I forgot to give it back right away.'
Holly's eyes lit with joy. 'Oh, thank goodness!' she declared. Then the paladin did something the kender hadn't expected. Indeed, if he'd known what she was going to do, he would have stopped her.
Holly gripped the glass firmly in her right hand, rocked back on her heels, and hurled the glass ornament at a rock, smashing it to pieces.
Finder's head snapped up and Beshaba whirled around. Both powers looked at the paladin, Finder with horror, Beshaba with fury.
'What was that?' Beshaba demanded.
'I broke a piece of glass,' Holly said.
'What sort of glass, girl?' the goddess hissed as she moved toward the paladin with her dagger drawn.
'It was a holy symbol,' Holly said. 'To let Lord Lathander know I'd found you.'
'Lathander senses all you do,' Beshaba growled. 'You broke it so he would know exactly where you were, didn't you?'
'I suppose so,' Holly replied.
Something overhead gave an ear-piercing shriek.
Everyone looked up. Swooping toward them was a huge bird with the most brilliant plumage Jas had ever seen. Every color of the setting sun was reflected in its feathers. Its eyes were as red and shiny as rubies. It also flew faster than any bird Jas had ever seen.
'It's a phoenix! Some trick of Lathander's!' Beshaba gasped. 'I warned you the bard's life would be forfeit,' she growled to Holly. She turned about and lunged for Joel, grabbing him by his ponytail.
'No, Beshaba!' Finder cried out. 'He had nothing to do with this. Leave my priest out of it.' The phoenix's shadow covered them all.
Finder leapt forward to grab Beshaba, but he was too late. The goddess was snatched up in the talons of the phoenix and carried aloft, screeching like a banshee. Joel was carried off with her, dangling from her hand by his hair like a doll carried by a small child.
Finder jumped back into his carriage, snapped the reins, and gave chase. Within seconds, both the bird and the fiery carriage had become mere dots on the horizon.
Jas and Emilo looked at Holly.
