Trollbabe
First Post
Galen and Jerol take it upon themselves to fetch firewood as Thalmarose asked. Draydo scratches his head and replies: "Well the creature is too large for me to drag alone..." He then looks to the others for assistance in moving the corpse.
-- Assuming a fire is started and corpse moved. --
The night is quiet and the sounds of the forest are somewhat comforting after the encounter with the undead. Through the night the winds shift and by morning there is a strange odour in the air. Smells like something being burnt... its not your fire as the odour is not the smell of wood burning... maybe pitch or oil of sometype.
Your party begins to follow the goblin trail and the smell gains strength. You reach the edge of a wooded ravine and peer over its edge to see the entrance to a cave far below in the side of the rocky slope. Its entrance is marked by a large braizer burning. This is the source of the odour and the goblin trail leads down into the ravine.
The mouth of the cave is at least 15 feet across and from your perch on the lip of the ravine you see no sentries. Two ravens peck at the corpse of a man not far from the cave mouth face down in a shallow creek that runs through the bottom of the ravine. The remnants of an old mining camp lie broken around the bottom of the ravine also. Shattered timber and a few rusted mining carts.
Jerol moves back from the edge: "This must be the old howling mine. It was abandoned years ago... Miners said they hit a buried river and flooded the low sections..."
-- Assuming a fire is started and corpse moved. --
The night is quiet and the sounds of the forest are somewhat comforting after the encounter with the undead. Through the night the winds shift and by morning there is a strange odour in the air. Smells like something being burnt... its not your fire as the odour is not the smell of wood burning... maybe pitch or oil of sometype.
Your party begins to follow the goblin trail and the smell gains strength. You reach the edge of a wooded ravine and peer over its edge to see the entrance to a cave far below in the side of the rocky slope. Its entrance is marked by a large braizer burning. This is the source of the odour and the goblin trail leads down into the ravine.
The mouth of the cave is at least 15 feet across and from your perch on the lip of the ravine you see no sentries. Two ravens peck at the corpse of a man not far from the cave mouth face down in a shallow creek that runs through the bottom of the ravine. The remnants of an old mining camp lie broken around the bottom of the ravine also. Shattered timber and a few rusted mining carts.
Jerol moves back from the edge: "This must be the old howling mine. It was abandoned years ago... Miners said they hit a buried river and flooded the low sections..."
