Spire's Master

(1st Monday, Deepsnow, Year 12342)

It was another chilly day. Winter had well and truly set in, Mixed with the salty gusts of the ocean it was shaping up to be quite the unpleasant morning. the beige light of morning smothered by heavy cloud cover as a distant storm cracked thunder far off into the southern seas.
The Sea Spire had stood among the shores of the Erroded Archapeligo of Reton for well over a hundred years. Kazrai being its master for a few decades. But her life has started a new direction and so she has to make big changes.

The tall woman with blonde hair, deep blue eyes. Dressed with a fancey wide brim hat, Short top and simple long skirt. her plae skin was covered in eldrich-esque markings, Magic markings that held power. She held a smoking pipe in one hand fiddling with it between her fingers but it was barren of any substance. her swollen pregnant stomach meant it would be irresponsible to smoke while carrying her soon to be son Marax around.
Standing within the ground floor reminiscing on the years spent. The Student shop empty, the reception desk vacant and of course, The stairway leading down into the floors bellow. The experiments undertaken and the eldrich research acquired would all be sealed deep bellow.
But this would be no ordinary seal. With the Arch-Fey's power and assistance from her own Patron the Kraken this would be something not easily broken by anything short of godly interference, Or of course the key.

With a few words spoken out loud in Abyssal the seal was set and the key to it appeared in a small flash, floating just within Kazrai's grasp. Taking a deep breath as a wave of fatigue came over her. Expending that amount of arcane energy is sure to take its toll.
She took the key and left her tower for the last time, Closing and locking the front doors behind her.

She looked at the key for a moment, Studying it. It seemed to be made of white metal with a deep blue smooth jewle at the end, strung with a simple string loop that had no visible ends. On the string was two crystal like beads that were unlike anything Kazrai had seen before. otherwise shaped like a standard key.
She buried he key in her bra and looked up at the sky once again. it seemed the clouds had began to clear as a small patch of sky could be seen. It still had a ways to go but it was a start.

Though his vast knowledge knew much of the Underdark there were still many mysteries left unrecorded and needed a first hand experience.

Digging through his library only served to refresh what he already knew. Drow, Elithids, Myconids and all manor of other dangerous creatures.
The other issue was how to get to the Underdark, there were Rumours of various entrances but none nearby. and all the major caves lay in Oxtrad's borders. such a long journey would prove troublesome if the flesh was recognized as a member of the now Exiled Blinding Spear and the simple time it would take.

There was another option, The flesh seems to know of someone nearby. one of the leaders of the newly established Greyhawk.
The train of thought was interrupted by Kazrai's other half, The tie to his patron. The one eyed tendril creature known as Professor Stem.
The two, Kazrai and Stem shared the same soul. Stem acts as Kazrai's direct connection to his Patron a source of eldritch power and someone to discuss hypothesis with.