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Knightmares of Khorvaire

Kolarred bows, making a small movement with his hand. Then turns towards the others and says 'The mountain is waiting for us, isn't it?'
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The young woman smiles and bows to the three of you and turns to walk back over to the clothesline where she starts hanging the laundry to dry. The three of you look at each other and then decide that if none of you have anything else you need from the station, then you might as well hit the road again. Unless someone chimes in with a reason to not leave yet, the group gets back on horse and continues your path north.
 

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"Best to get going, methinks. No point in wasting time with small talk when we need to focus on the task at hand."

Luthal leaps up onto his horse, perching rather precariously atop the saddle in obvious discomfort.

"Damn you, horse, stay still!" He turns and shows his sour face at Kolarred. "How do you spend so much time atop these tings?"
 


"Practice my friend, lots of practice"

Seeing that everybody is willing to continue he tells the lady

"Have a nice day, my lady" turning towards the others but slightly annoyed by the young shifter carelessness. "Careful, no need to broadcast the whole world about our destination, let's not emphasis on it the lady might not have pay attention to his comment"

"Let's go"
 

The group hits the road hard in the remaining amount of sunlight they have. After about an hour, the sight of the Ashen Spire looms on their right, and they continue on... reaching the foothills about about 5:30 or so. The three Knightmares do their best to keep their eyes peeled for something that could be construed as an old ruined wizard's tower as the foliage-lined hills slope up away from them on the right side of the road.

Kolarred ((Spot [18] + 1 = 19 / DC 20))
Zook ((Spot [6] + 2 = 8 / DC 20))
Luthal ((Spot [14] + 11 = 25 / DC 20))

Finally, as the last remaining sunlight sets ahead of them in the west, the large gnoll tracker sounds the alert and points up in the hills. There they all notice a series of rocks piled up on top of each other, barely penetrating the trees below. They move forward until they think they run parallel to the tower, and Luthal jumps off his horse to look for the trail.

((Survival [11] + 9 = 20 / DC 10 base / DC 20 special))

He is able to find the path up into the hills easy enough... it's fairly well carved out leading to what he expects is the tower. However, it's the set of tracks that he just barely makes out that catches his eye. Because of the hard ground there's hardly anything to see, but here and there he can just barely catch the indentation of a horse's shoe leading up into the hills. They couldn't be more than a day or so old, and it's just lucky that the weight of the horses were enough to make the ever-so-slight tracks up into the hills. Luthal suspects he'll be able to follow the tracks upwards unless the ground gets even harder the higher they go.
 

Luthal grumbles a bit as they move ever closer to the point where the tower should lie. "If we don't see this tower before dark, might be best if we put in fer the night and find it in the morn... Oi, what's that there?" He points a long finger towards a pile of roughly hewn rocks, shaped by the weather. "I bet that's our marker!" Continuing for another short distance, he leaps off his horse when he spots what looks like a rugged trail passing up into the hills. "And here we are, lads." He gives his trademark wide grin in confirmation of his findings.

Moving towards the trailhead, he pauses as he spots the barely visible tracks. Slowly, he circles the area looking for hints of passage.

"Be on yer guard, gents. Looks like someone else has used this path recently. I don't think dese track are more than a day old."

He slowly draws his battleaxe, using his other hand to hold the reins of the horse.

"Best we get going. I'll lead, I don't want this trail lost."
 

"lead the way my friend" Zook follows Luthal and searches the area he leaves behind him as he follows the path... in hope he's eyes can see something Luthal's cant.

search roll Roll(1d20)+8:5,+8 Total:13
 


The party gets off their horses and begins leading them up the trail. Because Luthal is maintaining his search of the previous horse tracks, it is slow going over the rocky and hard ground. As the trees and foliage become thicker, the darkness begins to crowd in around you, and it's only about thirty minutes up the trail that Kolarred and Zook lose all manner of safe sight. Luthal's darkvision allows him to maintain a good grasp of the surroundings, but after a number of twisted ankles, the paladin and rogue both realize that if they are to continue up the hill they will need a light source. Luthal believes you can reach the old wizrd's tower in about an hour if you continue to press on with a light sources or two... probably twice that much if you all try to continue stumbling along in the darkness.
 

“Luthal” “to continue searching we need some light...” I would prefer not to light anything out here” “it's like begging to be discovered” “if this tower is about one hour and two hours in the darknes” “I rather make it in two and surprise if anybody there” he turns back facing Kolarred “what do you say Kolarred?”
 

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