77. Limited Gravitas

Morning Bell, Celebdu, 17th of Gurthweni

There’s a sigh from the dwarves and they begin marching back to the main corridor “Don’t think they went down there Cynan. If they had, they’d have left a mark for us to follow.” He turns to Talo and shakes his head “Our job’s to find the king, not hunt down unknown evils. Good luck priest.” The dwarves don’t seem concerned if the party aren’t following them and when they get back to the main corridor they turn right without a look back.
The party are left standing around looking at one another in the semi-darkness. Continue reading “77. Limited Gravitas”

76. Strange New Worlds

Gildor says, “Looks like there are some bodies down here.” Pointing out what he sees. “There is some writing over here too and the ladder going down, seems spaced too far for us to use to climb. I’ll cast comprehend languages and translate it all to everyone. Be careful down here we don’t know what killed these bodies and don’t touch anything.” Gildor casts Comprehend languages and translates the Illithid text. Continue reading “76. Strange New Worlds”