The Broken Tower - Gameplay

Leaving the old man without another word, you head off following the trail of the cattle, hoping to catch up with Nathem the Hunter. As Makarios is the only one on foot, he climbs on Vasana's bison to speed your journey. Within a half hour, the rain begins to come down , slowly at first then turning into a downpour and you are beginning regret not taking the old man's offer of shelter.

Dazarim stops to track, as the trail is being washed away by the rain. He is able to keep on the trail and eventually you find a cave where Nathem sits waiting.

Leaving your mounts outside, you join Nathem in the cave, you sit and await the passing of the storm.

As you try to get some rest in the cave, the storm intensifies. Rain pelts the countryside and lightning flashes and thunder cracks immediately overhead. Soon enough you sleep, Nathem keep watch for most of the night, Dazarim taking over in the early hours.

By dawn, he wakes you all and the storm has broken for the moment, though the sky is still bleak and spitting with light ran. There is a distant rumble across the hills, hinting at more of a storm to come.

You head out northward, into the rocky foothills of the Starfire Mountain range. Though the tracks have been washed away in the storm, for the most part, Nathem leads you to an ancient and long-abandoned road, the paving stones broken and separated over dozens of centuries of neglect, lost to mudslides and other calamities but nonetheless a sign of onetime habitation. Noticable, are the many broken and defaced menhir along the road. All have been pushed over, broken apart and the pieces scattered lazily.

Vishi take a close look at the remains of the standing stones and realises they all depict the same subject, an extremely crude menhir carved to depict a thick-bodied woman, with her faceless head wreathed in bands, once standing as if watching over the road. The tallest were perhaps a meter and a half high, while the rest were roughly a meter tall.

Nathem follow's Vishi's lead, scanning about for an intact menhir and after some time he finds one. It is lying one ground but is otherwise unscathed, and hums with an unmistakable magical power, unlike the ones that are broken.

With little more you can do with the Menhir as none of you can read the runes around the figures of the woman, you get back on the trail and into an area of rough woods. The clouds overhead are becoming more turbulent again.