The night falls, to your surprise the party faded quite early, the dwarves down the road and down the slopes went to sleep, if it was the tiredness, to much alcohol or strict discipline, you will never know.
The night passed quietly, The Dwarven guards patrol the area and silence the captive Hobgoblins which fall silent eventually.
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Turo Heals those who in need of Healing.
I'll give Wmasters a month to show up before I kill Turo in a brutal way.
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Third Moonday, Coldeven 24/3/600
You wake up to the sounds of drums and some kind of tuba, the dwarves camp already started to pack, after a quick breakfast of boiled cabbage and beef you continue, over the ridge, the road descends into a small valley where the road splits up to the northeast and the north west, the valley is light forested and covered with snow, his eastern portion, where the right branch leads is blocked by rockslides, Gorash leads you to the other way, to Where the gnome Vale is and to where the northern parts are.
Two days I say
Says the old dwarf and points on the map, I guess we'll arrive here with a slight push on.
He points to the northern crossroad (H17.5 on the Map)
Riding along the snowy and heavy forested crevices, day turns to night and you arrive to the crossroad Gorash talked about, from all around you there is forest, bushes and sound of the wild,, soon the food is on the fire and the camp is ready.
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All – You see nothing, the forest around is too shadowy and the trees are to thick.
Allyra, Eliyyad and Turo – You hear some growls and branches break from the deep forest.
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Shh, I hear something.
Calls Turo, stands and peers into the forest.