Dec 17, 2019 9:05 pm
As the party and its charges finally get free from the walls of Hara, the Naucans quickly get in touch with the rest of their companions. Between Coreene and Swan and the input of well-meaning Hara townspeople, they are able to identify a suitable rendezvous point not far outside the city. From there, they agree to spend the rest of whatever night remains to them at a small farm collective not far down the road south along the river. The early spring nights are still cool and brisk, but at least there they should be able to find several buildings to at least be in out of the elements a little.
The group reunites and leaves the burning wreck of the city behind them. Many of the townsfolk, the immediate danger now past, openly question what they'll do now that even their meager homes in the city are destroyed. Some worry over the fate of friends and family not with them, others fret over food and provisions, still others try and hold the group together. A number of people, who have other options, think themselves better suited for making decisions, or are merely antisocial, split off from the group and go their own way, but the significant majority of halflings, renegade mages, and other townsfolk remain with the party.
Cresting any of the low hills south of the city gives any forward scout a broad view of Hara, and it's not a good one. While at least half the city, mostly that on the opposite side of the river from where the party escaped from, has not yet burned, there are countless pockets of flames that dot the landscape inside the city walls. The elder fire elemental that ravaged so much of the city continues to wreak havoc, having dispatched whatever unknown force was tormenting it earlier. How long it will rampage is impossible to gauge. By morning, it would not be unexpected for most of the city to be a blackened husk.
The group reunites and leaves the burning wreck of the city behind them. Many of the townsfolk, the immediate danger now past, openly question what they'll do now that even their meager homes in the city are destroyed. Some worry over the fate of friends and family not with them, others fret over food and provisions, still others try and hold the group together. A number of people, who have other options, think themselves better suited for making decisions, or are merely antisocial, split off from the group and go their own way, but the significant majority of halflings, renegade mages, and other townsfolk remain with the party.
Cresting any of the low hills south of the city gives any forward scout a broad view of Hara, and it's not a good one. While at least half the city, mostly that on the opposite side of the river from where the party escaped from, has not yet burned, there are countless pockets of flames that dot the landscape inside the city walls. The elder fire elemental that ravaged so much of the city continues to wreak havoc, having dispatched whatever unknown force was tormenting it earlier. How long it will rampage is impossible to gauge. By morning, it would not be unexpected for most of the city to be a blackened husk.
OOC:
It is nearly midnight, and you've got a half-hour walk or so to get to the farms where you can rest for the night. The road south meets up with and follows the river as far as you will take it for tonight.