S@squ@tch's Against the Giants - Team Gold

(OOC - Hee...it feels so dirty...but I suppose a kick in the pants was required. It's been so long that I'd totally forgotten what the heck we were doing, and why. :))

Dreadnought inspects the map curiously, then regards the others with dimly glowing eyes.

"A valuable lead. We were fortunate to have met these men. We'll have to approach this carefully though, or the lot of them will be on our heads at once. Flying scouts would be ideal...giants are often easily spotted from on high. If we move slowly and vigilantly, we have a chance of reaching this 'steading' and seeing what's going on inside."
 

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Morph nods his ascension. "I can fly, but am loathe to give up one of my valuable spells for such a task. Even if I did, the giants would see me coming."
 



Dreadnought nods approvingly at Domoris, and clomps over to Dori to reassuringly pat his shoulder. Of course, the effect is muted by the fact that being swatted on the shoulder by a six foot eight adamantine suit of animated armor isn't terribly comforting to most.

"Relax, friend. He's an ally. He has magical powers."
 




The group decides to follow the map provided by the robed man.

You quickly set out of the 'Teeth and head off into the jungle to the east.

The trail begins where the map suggests -- but without the map, you would have had no idea that this was indeed a trail -- more like a narrow opening cut into the side of the jungle.

The group departs the ancient city and heads back once again into the jungle.

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The dark gurgling voice returns once more,"My pet, where are you headed?"

"Don't dissssssspair, in time, you sssssshall once again basssssssk in my glory -- and perhapsssssss this time I will allow you to accompany me back to my home, where you can fulfull your ancesssssstral duty to sssssserve me."


The dark voice laughs and fades into the dark recesses of your mind.
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The wide canopy of green stretches lazily overhead, blocking most of the deathly hot rays from the sun.

After a few hours, the trail runs higher in elevation and the jungle starts to turn back into forest. A welcome wet dampness can be felt.

Another mile and hour passes, where the tracks you were following run into a much more worn trail -- it looks like a well travelled path by giants.

Shortly afterwards, the well-travelled path up into the hills is before you. From the amount of tracks in each direction, the group feels somewhat confident that following the trail will lead you closer to the giants.

About 3 to 4 hours pass as you are walking along the trails, the land becoming higher, more densely forested with conifers, and a wetness begins to hang in the air.

As the sun begins to descend behind the treeline and growing fog, you come upon a small clearing and see a huge wooden structure, large pole construction on all visible sides covered with moss, a large entryway lies to in front of you and to your left. A visible watchtower rises above the entryway, but you do not see anyone or anything on in. Several plumes of smoke rise from chimneys.
 

Void

Stay here, I will go to check if this place is empty and can serve as a safe resting place.
With that, the Gitz fades into the shadows of the jungle and heads to the structure.

Stealth mode
 

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