Chapter One: Greenest in Flames!

As you set out towards town, you can hear pursuit organizing behind you, and it's not long before they're getting closer, unburdened by any extra weight. You pass around a patch of thick brush, Erich's eyes barely making it out in the dark before you crash into it. The pursuit isn't so lucky, and a couple minutes later, you hear them crashing through the brush, cursing loudly as they try to work their way through it.

Not long after, you make your way carefully down a steep drop-off, losing precious time as you navigate the natural barrier. Once again, they are not so lucky, and you hear them falling down and groaning loudly. One man screams, and you have to assume that he broke something.

A couple of miles later, you no longer hear the sound of approaching cultists. It seems that you've escaped successfully.

Leosin nods gratefully, "What of your dwarven friend? Will you go back for him?" he asks, sitting down and grabbing a waterskin, drinking greedily.

"I see. Your loyalty is commendable, but chances are that your friend is already dead. Please do not return and get yourself killed, you will only make his sacrifice meaningless," Leosin says wisely, "How did you get mixed up with the Cult of the Dragon, anyway?"

Leosin takes the mushroom, but doesn't eat it, merely looking at it in suspicion.

As Mryio speaks, Leosin watches, curious to see what the outcome will be. As he listens, he begins to feel better and looks down in shock to see that the mushroom is gone.

Leosin stands, feeling much better, and places himself between Bughu and Mryio, "Let's not be too hasty lad. Things may not have worked out as either of you expected, but the fact remains that he's obviously not a part of the cult and has blown his cover helping you to escape. Let's just hear him out." he says reasonably, patting the air in a calming manner.