The Dance of Souls

"Well, as we've made no progress to protecting ourselves from these dreams, it seems we're left with nothing but getting in and out as quickly as possible. Shall we move on?"
 

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Beamer takes a moment to straighten his clothes, adjust his belt, and settle his crossbow and quiver into place, though not of it was out of order to begin with. He sets his face toward the Keep with a stern look etched on his small halfling features.

OOC: Let's do it.
 

OOC: Must be a long walk to the keep. :) Sorry for the gratuitious bump. I'm just excited to see what happens, and which character will be the first to kill another character in his sleep.
 


After half a day walking and climbing, you reach a point where you can see the entrance to the keep, a huge gate, with walls to each side. The parts you can see suggest a square keep, partly jutting out of the mountain. On a second glance, it almost looks like the mountain... crashed onto the keep, as opposed to the keep built into the mountain.
 

OOC: Knight you said half a day of walking. So I would asume its about early afternoon correct?

That is a very curious sight indeed. I wonder what could've happened. To create something like that?

This can definately not be mother nature's work
 

Beamer stays low to the ground so as not to stand out against the ridge line. He looks around for a place to observe the keep while remaining hidden. "Agreed, some thing strange is going on. Though we knew that anyway. Stay out of sight, we best see what we are up against."
 

Banion, who was allready trying to remain unseen, nods quietly at the suggestion that they should all remain hidden.

"Shall I scout forward a bit, friends?"
 


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