Valiantly, the group follows Kalli in the mists atop the stone bridge. The spectres once more enveloping them and all fades away.
[ +- ] 37’s Vision
37 drifts through an endless hallway. Stone walls stretch out ahead and behind. At last, he enters a cavernous chamber. A thirty foot tall face looms omninously overhead. It’s titanic black eye stare into nothingness. All around, runes adorn the broken pillars. He immediately recognizes a creation forge. A colossus forge. The magic is long dormant, but the materials appear salvageable.
Three men and a goblin woman roll an enormous red disc out of the chamber, down the endless tunnel and into the void of the dark. He turns to follow, but instead emerges from the mists.
[ +- ] Vice Vision
Vice feels the icy claws of one of the spectres sink into his mind and his consciousness leaves him. He streaks through a swampy wasteland on an unfelt wind. In this ethereal state, he seems unable to focus his senses to guide him. Aimlessly propelled through this new area of the Mournland. The sound of fighting draws the gnome’s attention and he wills himself in that direction. Trees blur by and he can just barely make out a small island in the middle of the swamp. Three vague figures sit next to a wall of some sort, seemingly taking shelter. One figure is struck down by an arrow. With all his might he brings into focus a rider on a black horse. Tarin!
He deftly throws four daggers at a small figure. He reaches out, trying to stop the dagger as they flash toward a goblin woman. She wears a familiar claw hanging from her necklace. Time slows as the vision fades. Vice sees the face of his former companion. Virtue. The reflection of the rider’s blades in her eyes.
Vice snaps out of his vision as the mists fall behind the cart.
[ +- ] Torhak’s Vision
Torhak’s hears the shrill shriek of a dragon as his mark burns. He finds himself on a blackened muddy trail, drifting along. He comes upon a skirmish between two sides. Arrows and bolts fly as as a tall, pale rider, wearing a hat leads the ambush against four other travelers. Men on both sides fall, the Grey Dogs break through the ambush, dashing away as the others givechase.
The leader of the Grey Dogs fires his crossbow, finishing a rider, who collapses into the thorny, tangled growth on the side of the road. Tarin streaks by as Torhak exits the mist.
[ +- ] Meepo’s Vision
Meepo flies through the air erratically, nearly being tossed a couple of times. His trusty broom seems unwilling to cooperate is this environment. He’s trying to get to an island within the swamp. An upturned wagon sits there and he sees a small golden dragon. The dragon looks out over the swamp as the black waters churn violently beneath. It shrieks and takes flight, heading out over the swamp, seemingly toward his friends. Looking one last time at the figures, he just makes out a man with a crossbow and a small goblin with a clawed necklace.
He squeezes his head to block out the terribly cry of the dragon and when he opens his eyes, he sees the swamp Kalli described. The mists behind him.
[ +- ] Laulalith’s Vision
Laualith stands beside Kalli, inspecting a large alcove in the rocks. For the first time in hours, they find themselves on dry ground. "It doesn’t look like they were here.", Kalli says forlornly. "All this time, we could have kept moving, but we had to be sure, right?."
Kalli sadly passes on the news to the rest of the crew and the turn the damaged cart back toward the trail. The elf is overwhelmed with the feeling of despair that they are running out of time.
As Laualith shakes her head, the mists roll away and she is back in the cart.
[ +- ] Tryne’s Vision
Tryne sits on the drivers seat of the cart, travelling down a muddy road. Torhak sits at his side. The smell of swamp assaults their sinuses. He is unable to shake an overwhelming sense of disappointment as they continue along. The Minotaur likewise shakes his head. Uncertain what had happened, the half-elf presses the cart on.
Without warning, Talon leaps from the cart and dashes into the swamp. Something seems to compel her as she splashes through the shallow mud. All around her, Tryne sees the telltale sign of underwater creatures converging on the construct. Strange fish-like creatures with arms and legs emerge to attack. She tries her best to evade the creatures, but she is pulled beneath the mud.
Tryne swerves the cart to the left to chase his loyal construction. He hits an invisible wall, watching the wheel warp from the force.
The cart careens out of the mists and into the monochromatic on the other side. The cart shakes violently as it rolls.
The cart lurches to the side, throwing the occupants into the left wall within. The Minotaur slams into Tryne and Talon is very nearly thrown over the bridge into the muddy river bank below. A pronounced shimmy happens as the cart wobbles to a stop. Kalli pulls back on her horse as she turns to assist.
Directly ahead is an open mouth to the swamp ahead.
