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You leap up at the table and, as you grab the phial from the pillow with your left hand, a bolt whistles past and grazes the palm of your right: lose 1 ENDURANCE point.
The moment you hit the ground, you stagger forwards and throw yourself behind Shamath’s great Throne of Power. Crouching here, with fear running cold in your veins as you listen to the hiss of flying missiles and the screams of the approaching horde, you suddenly notice the waters of the strange pool which lies no more than a dozen yards from the rear of the throne. Beyond this pool you see the pair of huge black gates which dominate the far wall of this chamber and suddenly your mind recalls the text which appeared in the Tome of Darkness. This must be the Pool of Sorrows, and beyond it are the Gates of Darkness, an exit from this cruel domain. Your feelings of excitement at having discovered a way to escape the approaching horde are tempered when you further recall that you must spill your own blood into the pool if you are to leave this realm successfully. Without hesitation, you spring to your feet and rush towards the pool. As you come to within a few yards, you flick your grazed right palm and a stunning transformation takes place when a few droplets of your blood hit the pool’s swirling surface.
(On your Action Chart you may record the phial you have taken as Shamath’s Potion. It is a Backpack Item.)
