The group journeys northward along the Giant’s Causeway until the pass the abode of the insane druid. They debate a visit then decide against it, as it means passing near an ungern encampment. A few days later they run into an interesting sight. Where once stood chaparral and scrubland, now sits a steaming jungle and a massive lake with the skeletal remains of a colossal eel splayed halfway out of the water. Hmm. This. Is. Odd.
A quick flying trip back to seek the advice of the crazy druid and the only information gleaned is that the druid is gone, and the vast flocks of soul-stolen ravens that once surrounded the tower and blanketed the countryside are now gone as well. The ungern encampment is still there, however. Back to the jungle, it would seem.
After a few days, a morning flight...
