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<blockquote data-quote="Imperialus" data-source="post: 6354105" data-attributes="member: 893"><p>As you demolish your breakfasts Midgrim comments that he wants to meet with the gemcutter again before setting off. This morning at least the meeting is much more cordial. When Midgrim asks about the various dwarven custodians that have passed through town, particularly his great grandfather. Delster says that while Midgrim's ancestor was before his time (having only been living in Muntburg for about five years) he does typically meet with the custodians before they enter the mountain. The last group passed through town about two months ago, and while they seemed like the sort who could take care of themselves.</p><p></p><p>Upon the conclusion of the meeting you set out in the direction of the mountain. The road is pitted and cracked, yearly frost heaves and a lack of maintenance have taken their toll but the weather is fair and all things considered the journey begins on a high note. It's slow going up the switchbacks, and you pass through ruined fortifications, their dilapidated watchtowers and donjon's standing as silent sentinels over the unused road giving the path an eerie feel. Approximately 3 hours into the journey a large, partially collapsed gatehouse of Thulian make blocks your path and you get the unsettling feeling that someone, or something is watching you. Drawing your weapons as you carefully pick your way across the rubble you are glad to leave the ruined stronghold behind you. After another hour or so you find the narrow path that Climent says should lead to the Alchemists Door.</p><p></p><p>Carefully picking your way along the overgrown path the air seems to leave a harsh acrid tang in the backs of your throat, almost like the smell of iron... or blood. Tiny, twisted trees cling to cracks in the rock where their roots are able to take hold of the tiniest bits of soil, and a large bird of prey seems to have taken an interest in what you are doing as it circles overhead. After a difficult hike the path ends at a small outcropping of stone with a sheer drop down several thousand feet to a scree slope below while on the mountain side another sheer cliff climbs skyward for an equal distance. The wind is high here, and it makes an eerie whistling as it passes over the rocks...</p><p></p><p>As soon as you set foot on the outcrop it becomes obvious that someone has been here, and relatively recently too. The ashes of a small fire are scattered on the leeward side of the cliff, but more relevantly you see what you can only assume to be the Alchemists Door carved into the cliff face. A smooth panel of stone surrounded by an arch of strange twisting symbols along with another set of patterns set into the stone at its base. Climent rushes over and begins staring at the symbols, pacing back and forth in front of the door while obviously being careful not to actually touch anything. After a moment he sits down crosslegged in front of the carvings and pulls a large book along with a much smaller folio from his backpack and begins thumbing through them glancing up and down between the pages and the door itself.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Imperialus, post: 6354105, member: 893"] As you demolish your breakfasts Midgrim comments that he wants to meet with the gemcutter again before setting off. This morning at least the meeting is much more cordial. When Midgrim asks about the various dwarven custodians that have passed through town, particularly his great grandfather. Delster says that while Midgrim's ancestor was before his time (having only been living in Muntburg for about five years) he does typically meet with the custodians before they enter the mountain. The last group passed through town about two months ago, and while they seemed like the sort who could take care of themselves. Upon the conclusion of the meeting you set out in the direction of the mountain. The road is pitted and cracked, yearly frost heaves and a lack of maintenance have taken their toll but the weather is fair and all things considered the journey begins on a high note. It's slow going up the switchbacks, and you pass through ruined fortifications, their dilapidated watchtowers and donjon's standing as silent sentinels over the unused road giving the path an eerie feel. Approximately 3 hours into the journey a large, partially collapsed gatehouse of Thulian make blocks your path and you get the unsettling feeling that someone, or something is watching you. Drawing your weapons as you carefully pick your way across the rubble you are glad to leave the ruined stronghold behind you. After another hour or so you find the narrow path that Climent says should lead to the Alchemists Door. Carefully picking your way along the overgrown path the air seems to leave a harsh acrid tang in the backs of your throat, almost like the smell of iron... or blood. Tiny, twisted trees cling to cracks in the rock where their roots are able to take hold of the tiniest bits of soil, and a large bird of prey seems to have taken an interest in what you are doing as it circles overhead. After a difficult hike the path ends at a small outcropping of stone with a sheer drop down several thousand feet to a scree slope below while on the mountain side another sheer cliff climbs skyward for an equal distance. The wind is high here, and it makes an eerie whistling as it passes over the rocks... As soon as you set foot on the outcrop it becomes obvious that someone has been here, and relatively recently too. The ashes of a small fire are scattered on the leeward side of the cliff, but more relevantly you see what you can only assume to be the Alchemists Door carved into the cliff face. A smooth panel of stone surrounded by an arch of strange twisting symbols along with another set of patterns set into the stone at its base. Climent rushes over and begins staring at the symbols, pacing back and forth in front of the door while obviously being careful not to actually touch anything. After a moment he sits down crosslegged in front of the carvings and pulls a large book along with a much smaller folio from his backpack and begins thumbing through them glancing up and down between the pages and the door itself. [/QUOTE]
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