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Upon a moment’s reflection, Dirge realized that wasn’t true. Dirge no longer felt the urge or hunger for sentient cranial matter. Perhaps the transformation was a success after all.
Dirge left the room, left the building, and stepped out into a darkened street. The hub stretched out around and above, but it was no part of Sigil that Dirge could recall from experience, map, or description. Dirge wandered the street, searching, seeking, and began to psionically hum a tune through the Ioun stones. To Dirge’s delight, even though everything else had changed, one thing, at least, remained unchangedthe same: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KGvr-2THzNI The Song].
