Strahd's "The lost Caverns of Tsojcanth" CLOSED

Garon will move over towards Turo as he makes some sign to see what the problem may be. The event with the ogres has made him a bit more wary of the surroundings and is worried that Turo may have noticed something amiss.
 

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Allyra

“Greetings Eliyyad of Ekbir. I am Allyra and like you a practitioner of the arcane arts,” Allyra introduces herself. “I'm sure your spells can be of help on our journey, but to be fair we have to warn you, that this is a dangerous path we have taken.”
 

"Ah, Allyra, you honour my poor glamouring by acknowledging fellowship with me. I am the least of the sons of my mother, and a sore trial to parents who know the puissance of the arcane way. Still, I must follow my star, and the fire within beckons beyond all denying."

"I am no hero - far from it - but having survived the ogre's blow, I might think that my Fate is other than to die by the roadside. So I shall travel with you - because we go in the same direction but also because, as it seems to this poor one, we travel the same journey."

"Where does your road lead, that it is so filled with danger? And what has led you to choose this path?"

Despite his small stature and rounded shape, Eliyyad keeps up with the party, scarcely even breathing heavily. The little flame which is Zariq flits around him, dashing to one side, then to the other, yet never more than twenty paces distant.

[sblock=OOC]Are the party mounted? I didn't make provision for that in setting up the character, but if its going to be easier, Strahd, I can always retrofit him.[/sblock]
 

Allyra

Allyra smiles, then says: “We are seeking a place, old and long forgotten, within these mountains. And we are sure to face many dangers before we find it. So far we did a good job at besting them, so I have hope, that we can succeed in this undertaking. But say, it seems like you have no horse, or your horse has fallen prey to the ogre's appetite. That is not much of a problem, however. Unless you - like our friend Gorash over there - fear horses, that have been called to this plane of existance from another, I can provide you with one to ride. Just give me a moment to collect my thoughts.”
 

"I thank you. Indeed, I have no fear of summoned beasts - except the ones with big teeth!"

He laughs, then falls silent and watches Allyra's spellcasting with interest.
 

Allyra

Allyra nods, still smiling, but then her smile vanishes, as she begins to concentrate. Not wanting to waste much time, she taps into the resources available to her and fetches the necessary spell from the pool. A few moments pass, then she begins her invocation, after which another horse appears, a strong and enduring steed, strengthened further by her own magic, and with bit and bridle and a riding saddle.
 

"I thank you, again, Allyra. I am still further in your debt. Ah, the heavens witness, it will take me a lifetime to repay your kindnesses to one as lowly as myself!"

Eliyyad mounts, with some difficulty, and then rides alongside Allyra, chatting of this and that. The elemental continues to trot alongside, having no difficulty keeping up.
 

Night Falls

[sblock=Mounting status]All are mounted, despite the fact that Maor's horse died in a painful way, Maor now rides with Gorash, Unless Allyra can conjure up another horse. [/sblock]

The muddy road proceeds into the mist and climbs up the low mountain, after an hour or so you leave the mist behind you, even the horses snores happily when the mist holds the ground behind your back, on the left the forested descending slope becomes more and more steep, leaving the mist further down, faint sound of a river can be heard pounding and crushing on a rocky cliffs banks in the bottom of the valley. On the right the slope climbs slowly and the mountain's peak can be seen, it's a low peak compared to the far snowy peaks of the central Yatils, Up in the dark red sky, birds glide on the warm flows of the twilight time probably seeking a wondering snack with sharp eyes.
We'll establish a camp up there
Gorash points to the mountain's peak to the right, the road circles a massive granite cliff and after an hour you reach the top. You arrive to a rocky ledge that reveals an astonishing scene, deep forested slopes and valleys climbs and descent all over, the road can be seen on the ridges ahead, carved into the wooded mountains and goes on from one peak to another, finally disappearing behind a far higher summit, far snowy mountains complete an amazing background.
Garon, Keldar, Maor.
The dwarf calls
Rip down some branches from the trees and find a rotten log for fire, although risky … there is nothing more dangerous from the chilly wind and the animals that fear the fire in this part of the Yatils. This lands is clamied by mountain dwarves, even though Ogres, Goblinoids and other living perils call this lands home.
The others can prepare camp while I'm making dinner.

He claps his hands in delight as he takes out sweet potatoes, mushrooms, olives and turnip cabbage.
 
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Allyra

Allyra conjures another horse for Maor, after concentrating on a small white pearl she has taken from her pouch.
 

"Right you are, Master Dwarf. A nice warm fire will help us all through the night."
Garon will take care of Arodan and make sure he's settled a bit first and then proceed to help gathering wood for the fire. Once this chore is finished he will set himself to the task of setting up camp, brushing down Arodan and fixing up his armor after the day's battle.
 

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