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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rel" data-source="post: 4894162" data-attributes="member: 99">The PC's followed the tracks that Peren had left as he made his way through the swampy forest.  Thankfully the ground wasn't as wet as it was near the Lizardfolk village.  In fact it turned out that they were further west of the village when they were supposed to have been headed east.  It seemed that Peren had steered them off course before abandoning ship.The tracks led eventually to the banks of a river and ran alongside it.  But Eshik could also tell that they were losing ground on their quarry.  The heavy armor that he and Astavian wore slowed them down and Elves were fleet of foot in any event.  The Dragonborn hastened their pace to close the distance, knowing that it would leave them tired but feeling the need to press forward.Soon they came to the scene of a fight, and one that seemed bizarre and disturbing.  A pair of large creatures, roughly matching the description the Elves had given of the dragon-centaurs, lay dead by the riverbank.  Their heads appeared to have burst from within.  The party exchanged nervous glances but none knew what could have inflicted such wounds.  Peren's tracks continued past the scene of this massacre and they followed.Gradually they became aware that they were being followed in turn.  They spotted movement away from the bank within the treeline and they formed up by the river.  Moments later a trio of the dragon-centaurs burst from the woods.  As the battle unfolded one of them knocked Eshik into the swiftly flowing river with a bat of its monstrous tail but he managed to scramble back up the bank within a few moments.  But Zanne in turn hurled one of them into the water with her Diabolic Grasp.  Astavian stood toe to toe with a pair of them trading tremendous blows and the group finally claimed victory over their enemies as the remaining Dragon-centaur ran for the safety of the woods.Examining their foes they saw that they bore dark skin but it was unevenly patched with scales and their features looked rather warped and misshapen.  Astavian worried that these might be creatures tainted by the Mist but he'd never encountered their kind before.  With still more questions than answers to be had, they pressed on down the riverbank.Ahead they began to hear a roar and soon came to a waterfall where the river plunged some 500 feet into a vast sinkhole.  At the bottom it collected in a small lake before flowing around an island shrouded in both mist and Mist.  Beyond they could see a break in the side of the sinkhole where the water plunged again out into the distant vastness at the edge of the plateau.  A narrow path cut into the side of the sinkhole made its way around the perimeter and it looked to lead to a cave around the far side of the huge hole.  They took a moment to catch their breath and decide what to do next.Then everything vanished in a flash of golden light...</blockquote>

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