Xukhezur was on standby, currently relaxing in his quarters, in the underground complex of the Lorosfyr Imaskari Enclave on the planet of Toril. Deep beneath and to the east of the complex lay its primary portal terminal, a huge cavern with rune-etched columns arranged in a large circle around where a small thrumming singularity of blackness hovered, bobbing up and down about ten feet above the ground. Capable of opening a large two-way portal to nearly any location on any planet or plane, barring areas that were properly warded against such intrusion or subject to unusual magical conditions or dead magic zones, the portal terminal was currently being attuned to a location on the distant planet of Garrn, which lay in a far off system. It had been deemed habitable and populated by the enclave's small explorer's council of diviners and seers, who observed what they could of the planet from afar. Lord Turrex, who was one of those in charge, was eager send someone to Garrn on the enclave's behalf, despite warnings that anyone crossing the threshold of any portal opened to Garrn would be subjected to a substantial risk of harm and injury... perhaps resulting in death.
"If interplanar means of travel to or about this world proves difficult, then perhaps this world would remain a difficult mark for the likes of the githyanki, fiends, and other would be invaders. It could be that the world has land and resources to spare, and might prove itself a good location to establish another enclave. We should at least try to send a few of our constructs to the other side, to explore the world for an optimal place to set up shop and perhaps build and create a receiving platform that would help stabilize later uses of our portal." Lord Turrex suggested.
Lord Urzaius Turrex was tall, lean and dark, with short cropped white hair, garbed in a broad-collared nightscale greatcoat and a sash bearing the sigils of his station. Wall sconces bearing everburning torches lit the long hall, revealing the lord, the guards and three of the diviners from the explorer's council. The diviners nodded begrudgingly as a guard was then sent for Farseeker Xukhezur Kavinath and Quartermaster Karlvar Nissavu to requisition the use of some optic orbs, and attempt to send them to Garrn as scouts.
The optic orb homunculi, appeared as dull mottled metallic spheres, each one inch in diameter and covered in a multitude of miniscule recessed mox gems. They were able to propel and maneuver themselves about by means of manipulating an aura of artifical gravity. They could see, hear, 'feel' and telepathically communicate great distances under a variety of conditions, analyze magical phenomena, cloak themselves with invisibility, and establish mind and sense links with their designated master across any distance on the same plane. Such as it was, both the quartermaster and the farseeker had a few of them, and were each asked by one of the lord's attending messengers to bring a few of them to the portal terminal.
Coming to stand outside the cylinder formed by the rune-etched columns that marked the center of the portal's cavern. Xukhezur and Karlvar met with the portal's personnel and members of the explorer's council, as they all helped activate the terminal by laying their hands upon the outside surface of its columns. The runes on the columns pulsed and flared to life with a violet light, as bolts of energy were slung between the columns and the singularity at their center. As they all focused their minds on the intended destination, eventually all of these bolts of energy jumped between a single pair of columns on opposite sides of the cylinder. These bolts pulled at the singularity, stretching it open and out like a sheet of fabric to form a vertical plane. About twenty feet wide and thirty feet tall, this plane eventually fixed itself and stopped wavering, held in a fixed location between two of the columns.
The cylinder formed by the eight columns, measured thirty yards in diameter and stood about forty yards tall, yet none were willing to step into this cylinder with the rectangular portal, despite being given a sprawling view of Garrn's vibrant landscape through the portal itself. The farseeker and the quartermaster reached into their pockets to produce a pair of optic orbs each, which they released and commanded to fly within reach of the members of the explorer's council who had gathered around them. "Everyone ready?" Karlvar said, as the council cast their own spells upon the optic orbs to help protect them and to share in the information they might gather. Once they all, more or less nodded or stepped aside, Xukhezer and Karlvar telepathically bade their orbs through the open portal without further ado.