Monthly Archives April 2017

Pressing onwards after slaying the pair of lurking frogs, the group searches the towers and finds evidence of a wholesale – evacuation? – slaughter? – judging from the appearance of the contents, it would appear that it was inhabited by a contingent of troops. Perhaps they were slain by the frog folk?

Departing the towers, the group wanders on down the causeway. After a few miles, they hear the beat of a large drum drawing closer. The mage goes airborne and scouts, returning quickly to report the presence of a large troop of orcs, ungern, giants and trolls heading towards the towers they just vacated.

Opting for discretion over valor, the group goes over the side of the causeway and hides out in the swampy waters while the troop of reinforcements passes by...

The group decides to call it a day after slaying the ungern troop and climbs the rope. When they descend in the wee hours of the morning, they resume their journey. As the sun rises they become aware that a giant fog bank obscures the causeway ahead and extends for miles on either side of their path. They proceed with caution and eventually find that a large section of the causeway is collapsed, so they descend into the swamp and try to continue on their course. As they follow a trail made by the passing of many (orc?) feet, they become aware that there are large creatures moving about out in the mist and swampiness. The mage ascends by levitation and gets a view of the fog, the causeway and the surrounding lands. Another 6 to 8 miles of mist lie between them and their goal. Sigh...