Just as these events turned up, and the people just began to greet each other, a great beam of light struck down from the sky, slamming into the Spire, and causing ripples of suppressed arcane and divine energy to feed away from it. And then, with the suddeness of a lightning strike, a great cracking was heard, and a thousand thousand fissures appeared in the Spire. Light flooded from these holes, creating what looked to be pock-marked stick or something. The holes spread, and soon the entire Spire was just a column of light, a great thing that radiated power. A great rippling rippled from the column of light, and the ripple destroyed everything it touched. It touched Sigil. Sigil, and everything inside of it, was instantly and irrevocably destroyed. And then the light folded in on itself, doing so many times over, until a man-shaped being stood in the middle of it, and he was suddenly made into flesh and color, and he appeared as an ancient man, with a long beard and eyes that glowed orange, dressed in ragged brown robes. This man stretched, yawned, and said, " Hm... I'm parched. Anyone got some water? "

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Oh yes. This would be a comedic part of the campaign.