The journey from the general’s lair is a bit of a sad one. There is some talk of future vengeance, and a half-hearted inquiry into how they might get the Church to sponsor their vengeance tour, but in the end they turn their magical mounts northward and have a nice slog through the increasingly chilly countryside. Luckily for the crew, they arrive near DaVost near the middle of the summer so the temperatures are cool, but not life-threatening.
Clearly – things get snowy up here – and windy, it would seem. While there are buildings all over the small town, most of the structures’ interiors are excavated and descend dozens of feet into the soil. The town is in a lull, preparing for the fall caravans that will haul away furs, timber and ore.
The party wanders about and heads into the Howlin...
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