Session 2: Tomb of the Necrodancer

The half-orc graciously accepts Qiora's healing.

Qiora earns a point of inspiration for her kind deed!

"We should make it out in an hour, and we'll set up camp there. Um, I don't think digging around out here will lead to anything worthwhile. Maybe a half eaten carcass? The ankhegs dissolve their prey, like that rock over there."

He points to the sizzling, green pool of acid that almost killed him.

There are three round eggs you can take, just gotta wipe some of the gunk off first.

The handsome half-orc laughs at Valrakas's suggestion.

"No way, we're heading for a relatively safer area of this deadly desert."

The party resumes their journey between the cliff walls. I looks as if the mountains were crashing into each other, or maybe they were split apart by something. You wouldn't be surprised if there was a massive sword at the other end of it all. The wind whistles loudly overhead, but it dies down the further you go.

"N-no, we aren't going to camp by the sand river, it's about 5 hours away. We'll exit this passage, and camp along side it's cliffs."

After a slightly uncomfortable march through the rest of the passage (well maybe just for Valrakas since he got cut up) the party pops out on the other side of the cliffs. The lands out here are much more flat, but you can see some dark landmarks on the horizon. The sun has already set, casting a purple light across the whole desert. After about thirty minutes of hiking, Nalu finds campsite that is shielded from the elements.

"We'll be safe here, it's easy to blend in back here."

Peat finds a comfortable patch of sand, and lays down to rest. Poor guy has been through a lot today. Nalu sets up his small sleeping arrangement as well, and eats a small travel ration while watching the rest of the party.

"Uhm, you guys are strong, Lady Tsira wasn't lying! Those half-orcs had good teamwork though... no way I could take them. Some of the soldiers back home might have stood a chance though."

"I know a lot about the history! It used to be brimming with magic. Treants controlled a majority of the land, but now there's just Fibrosa. The elder fey follow her, and the rest of the fey follow the elders. Everyone is given a specific task to carry out depending on their skills."

Nalu takes another bite and starts to count on his fingers.

"There's soldiers, alchemists, witches, thought guards, hunters, servants, and builders! I'm part of the servants, but I don't mind because I get to help the forest grow. Although, the forest has been struggling as of late. That's what has most fey on edge, and the myconids showing up just made things worse..."