You have spent the past seven days summoning up the portal you need. As confident as you are, you notice sweat beading on your brow as you walk through the sulfurous miasma that makes up this magical gateway. You feel your bones stretch, your muscles ache, and your mind tears from one end to the other. The smell is unbearable, and you nearly vomit. You aren’t sure why you hold back, but regurgitation while traveling the planes seems unwise. As your head slowly stops spinning, you collect your wits, clenching your stomach. You realize you have stumbled onto the onyx plateau of the very region of hell you sought. You look up and see the Black Spire pact, recognizing it from your divinations. But to see this apotheosis of nightmarish architecture in-person, that is enough to put horror in the heart of any living thing, regardless of age or power! The only thing left standing between you and the Black Spire is a massive chasm with a rope bridge. Do you attempt to cross the rope bridge or look for another way to get to the Black Spire?