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"Well..." Blackheart scratched his chin while Stryker put the onus of a plan on him. "I know how to get back... in theory." The Captain reached into his coat and fumbled about for a second before producing a silver sphere about the size of his fist. Holding it with one hand, he gave the other half of the sphere a few twists before pressing the primed button he had primed with the action. The sphere began to float out of his hands and it projected a three-dimensional image of the Realms.

Moonlight's eyes went wide as he pointed to a map section near the bottom, "That's Svartalfheim!"

The Captain nodded, "Yes, and we're here." He tapped a gloved finger to a section near the middle of the map, "And just on the other side is Midgard." He used his other hand to indicate a part of the map almost horizontally opposite their location. "So in theory it's just a hop, skip, and a jump away. In practice, however..."

"In practice there is a reason you are still here." Moonlight jumped quickly to the conclusion, eyeing the man up and down. He didn't want to trust the man, but for now, it seemed he had no choice. "Well, I guess it's good there's more than one of us then."

Blackheart clapped his hands together, "Exactly! What say you?" He eagerly awaited the response of the man with the broadsword. "Feel free to grab whatever, or whomever you need from the Port before we leave."