LMoT- Nightal 27-28, 1491

Honestly, Gu'lorg is primarily concerned with finding Gundren and the Lost Mine, but he is interested in the other affairs as needed. He will defer to the rest of the group's decision.

After much deliberation it is decided to take the march to Conyberry and search for the banshee.

You all gather your belongings and take to the road, heading north towards the Triboar Trail. A half day passes until you reach the trail and turn East in the direction of Conyberry. The first day of travel passes uneventfully and you make camp just off the trail. The evening brought freezing temperatures as well as the occasional Snow flurry.

You wake in the morning following an uneventful night to subzero temperatures.

EVERYONE ROLL CONSTITUTION SAVING THROWS!

DC10- on a fail you take one level of Exhaustion from the Extreme Cold Weather.

Burr, That was a chilly night.

  I shiver and try to warm myself up using magic...

This is certainly a good way to use cantrips. I've been traveling the Sword coast for years now, certainly do that too. — Neverwinter they say... Ha, I'd like to see them around here and repeat that name with their frozen lips! It'd be wiser to find proper cover for our camp tonight, I can't feel my toes right now...
Someone got water? Mine appears to have frozen during the night...

You pack up camp and continue moving towards Conyberryhoping to make it there before the end of the day. Bout an hour into the mornings march you spot a lone figure up ahead along the trail. It is humanoid in shape but unmoving like a statue. You approach cautiously but the figure remains motionless.

— R-r-remind me to buy some winter-r-r clothes when we get back into the t-t-town... I grumble while my teeth are clattering from cold. Not paying much attention to that strange figure, I keep moving towards the destination.

As we approach the motionless figure, I shake the snow off my shoulder and tell the others.
— Why would there be a golem here? They are usually only placed where there is something or someone to defend. Maybe it froze on its way to somewhere? Because I definitely am freezing on my way to somewhere.
Does the map have any relevant information, Leylin?

I-it ma-maay be on g-g-guard here.

Anyone have an oil can?

Gu’lorg activates the staff of defense by pounding it to the floor, and then investigates the creature/statue/thing.

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The statue's eyes seemingly light up when Gu'Lorg approaches. It's mouth moves into the semblance of a smile and it begins to speak. "Be calm, hobgoblin. Nine is no threat to you, it says slowly. Unless you plan to cause harm, in which Nine would suggest getting something bigger than a stick. It looks around its surroundings and to the other adventurers nearby, Were you sent here by the creator..........Nine does not know where it is. It's voice is deep, but soft; masculine, but also somehow feminine, not giving a solid idea of gender. Where is Nine? Who are you?

H-hey n-n-n-ine, I'm B-b-ebaral. wha-wh-what is this cre-creator you speaking of? Bebaral says shivvering near the creature.