From the journal of Arandur Eternal:
And so the portal opened before us. Showing many great events spanning all of Endisia, including some right here in Tyrrn. It was odd though that it would show us a personal warning in the vision. Just who is in charge of the portal, surely not the necromancer we had failed to meet.
On further inspection of the runes in the bas relief of the hideous devil next to the portal Perion notice the very ritual used to create such a gate. Both of us working together, Ioun is the goddess of knowledge afterall, we were able to decipher the code and even able to open the portal up to send us through to one of the locations listed. As we were in not well enough shape to handle the Tyrrn guard or the duguar slavers the temple with the pious dragonborn seemed to be the safest choice. The portal crackled with wild energy and the vision of the dragonborn’s temple grew clearer. Perion struggled to hold the portal open while the rest of the party darted through. It was then that I knew that I could not abandon the Resistance, surely they would be hunted down without a leader and the Baron’s iron grip would be secure at last. I stopped Kildrak as he was ready to pass over and gave him my gear. Also knowing that dragonborn are a proud race I handed him Solarion, for it must be returned to its rightful owners. Overcome with emotion Kildrak informed me of my foolish decision to say. Eridan merely shrugged his shoulders and said “you’re going to die”. At the last moment Kildrak through me a healing potion and the portal closed, he has certainly redeemed himself now and his brother’s soul smiles on his good deeds. Good luck my friends, we will meet again this I am sure.
I didn’t have much time to ponder my decision, it was done and I needed to get out of here before the regiment arrived at the temple. Quickly I quaffed the potion and transformed into my ethereal form….for brute force was not the method of my escape. For once I was able to avoid any traps and while I did see some undead wisely avoided them as well. I did feel for their unwilling animation but I could not afford to give up my location. Soon enough I made it out of the temple and into the ruins of Tyrrn. In the distance I could hear the cries of guards so I slinked off into the rubble. I wouldn’t make it across the river today so I made camp far away from the temple. After I rest I will return to Tyrrn and continue where Wyjen had left off, the Baron will NOT succeed.