Sen Yid's fireball manages to knock down the last batch and the air becomes still once more. (A huge 10 xp each....sorry)
The rest of the night passes quietly. You wake, break your fast and, unless anyone needs to do anything before you leave, pack up camp and Ismark begins leading down the path once more.
Ismark continues to lead you down the path that winds through the forest. The path heads west before looping east once more, nearly to the point where you had camped the night before, then heading north.
You follow the dirt road as it clings to the side of a mountain and ends before an arching bridge of mold-encrusted stone that spans a natural chasm. Gargoyles cloaked in black moss perch on the corners of the bridge, their frowns weatherworn. On the mountainous side of the bridge, a waterfall spills into a misty pool nearly a thousand feet below. The pool feeds a river that meanders into the fog-shrouded pines that blanket the valley.
Once Lae makes it across safely he cups his hands to his mouth and shouts back to the others, “It’s safe to cross, a bit slick though.. watch your footing!”
Zander also makes it across safely, as does the rest of the party. Ismark leads you on.
Even here in the mountains, the forest and the fog are inescapable. Ahead, the dirt road splits in two once more, widening towards the east. There you see patches of cobblestone, suggesting that the eastern branch was once an important thoroughfare.
Parked at the fork in the road, printed east, is a large black carriage drawn by two black horses. The horses snort puffs of steamy breath into the chill mountain air. The side door of the carriage swings open silently.
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necros yells "burn!" Weill casting burning hands. Dex save of 15 damage 18
Zander's arrow manages to hit one of the tiny creatures, but the bats manage to dodge out of the way of the chilling hand.
DEX save: 11
The bats take heavy damage from Necros' retaliatory strike, however, and 2 of them fall to the ground.
The remaining bat tries once more to bite Necros.
Attack: 13
Damage: 1
The bat manages to pierce Necros' armor, but does not do much damage.
Sen Yid wakes up in all the commotion. He sees the bats attacking Necros and casts firebolt at the nearest one. Ranged attack roll: 13 Damage roll:5
"keep it down I'm trying to sleep!" Zennas grumbles before rolling over and covering his ears.
Zander slaps him. Brother, we're fighting!
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
Sen Yid's fireball manages to knock down the last batch and the air becomes still once more. (A huge 10 xp each....sorry)
The rest of the night passes quietly. You wake, break your fast and, unless anyone needs to do anything before you leave, pack up camp and Ismark begins leading down the path once more.
(I think we're set to continue)
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
Ismark continues to lead you down the path that winds through the forest. The path heads west before looping east once more, nearly to the point where you had camped the night before, then heading north.
You follow the dirt road as it clings to the side of a mountain and ends before an arching bridge of mold-encrusted stone that spans a natural chasm. Gargoyles cloaked in black moss perch on the corners of the bridge, their frowns weatherworn. On the mountainous side of the bridge, a waterfall spills into a misty pool nearly a thousand feet below. The pool feeds a river that meanders into the fog-shrouded pines that blanket the valley.
Pretty. Zander inspects the gargoyles and the bridge for any traps. 7 (Perception or Investigation, it's the same bonus)
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
“Aye, but that looks like a long way down... Why do you suppose the bridge has gargoyles? Aren’t they mostly an adornment for religious centers?”
(You notice nothing odd about the gargoyles and detect no traps.)
This is a long fall, can we trust this bridge?
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
“It doesn’t seem like there are any other options..” Lae says as he looks down the drop.
"Well, I'm the lightest so here goes nothing."
And with that Zennas starts across the moldy bridge.
The bridge is slippery with moisture from the falls, but you make it across safely.
“Well here goes nothing,” Lae says as he crosses the bridge too.
You also find the bridge a bit slippery, but make it across safely.
Once Lae makes it across safely he cups his hands to his mouth and shouts back to the others, “It’s safe to cross, a bit slick though.. watch your footing!”
Zander carefully crosses, holding any ropes and moving slowly.
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
Zander also makes it across safely, as does the rest of the party. Ismark leads you on.
Even here in the mountains, the forest and the fog are inescapable. Ahead, the dirt road splits in two once more, widening towards the east. There you see patches of cobblestone, suggesting that the eastern branch was once an important thoroughfare.
Parked at the fork in the road, printed east, is a large black carriage drawn by two black horses. The horses snort puffs of steamy breath into the chill mountain air. The side door of the carriage swings open silently.