The party travels back along the Triboar Trail to Old Owl Well without hassle, especially given that you have already cleared the area of the orc scum.  As you crest a low ridge, you spy the crumbling ruins of an old watchtower standing amid the rugged hills. The place is so old that the walls are only mounds of rubble enclosing a courtyard of sorts, adjacent to the broken stump of an old tower. A colorful tent has been set up in the middle of the courtyard, but no one is in sight.

The party can enter the site from any direction, either following old footpaths or scrambling up the slope and searching for a gap in the surrounding walls of rubble. Everyone but Moonraker can smell a deathly odor wafting form the tower's direction.

How would you like to proceed?

Jake grips the small statuette the group found in the last encounter, and casts its ability.

Augury

"Will the direct footpath be safer for the group than a gap in the wall?"

OldMan offers to send the weasel up to investigate.  By the way he let me know his name is Tang.  So when he does something amazing we all yell Woo Tang!!!

As Jake casts the spell, a swirling mist encircles him, unseen by others and enveloping his mind's eye. He senses strongly Weal and Woe, a safe passage up and into the wall but woe beyond.

Where's Tang heading?

{HAPPY BIRTHDAY FAM!}

Made it a year!