Session013

Session Twelve - 29th September 2023

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Day Thirty-Six - Arriving at Gardong Marhold.

As morning dawned, the new day saw the party awake feeling somehow more powerful from their albeit interrupted rest. (In other words, they had levelled up overnight). Cormir, having slept the second part of the night in his armour, was still feeling the after effects (aka didn't get rid of his level of exhaustion), and as the group broke camp, settled onto the driving seat of their undead-horse pulled cart-wagon to continue supervision of Morthos as the tiefling rogue manoeuvred the vehicle back towards the trail they had left the evening before.

Continuing their journey across the wasteland from under the glacier, the group noticed occasional ruins sticking up out of the mud - broken buildings for the most part with only the ancient dwarven built ones looking even vaguely still standing.

With the weather an overcast, but warm day, visibility was good, and after barely an hour of travelling, as the trail passed through a particularly muddy area dominated by large boulders sticking up out of the mud, the group encountered some bandits that had failed to hide well enough to launch an ambush. Realising they had been spotted, the bandits opened fire, some hurling flasks that burst into sticky strands.

As the battle got going in earnest, Morthos and Cormir jumped down from the front of the cart, landing in the mud to hide behind nearby boulders. Drex initially remained in the cart, taking potshots with his eldritch

Battle with bandits and Chillwyrm, opening the bottle, identifying necklace, heading on to Gardong Marhold, sneaking onto the top of the ziggurat - Spank scouting down the hole...

Day Thirty-Five - Travelling to Gardong Marhold.

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