Z wrote:To save all our history for posterity, and boost members' post counts, I'm reposting old threads from the yahoo group and old forum. It may be a long and tedious task, but hopefully it'll be done and we can find all our history in one place!
The fractured party followed Ultarik's guidance along an almost non-existant road. In fact, it was little more than a game trail, but he was leading them almost directly southwest. A low lying range of mountains lay before them, which they would probably reach the foot of by evening. The Luboruza range was little more than high hills, like the range they had passed through where the mantises attacked.
Anisa had noticed ravens again, on and off during the trip. Flying overhead, or perched in trees and bushes as they passed. She had become very paranoid by now. Was someone watching them? Were the two monster attacks really just the price of crossing the Wildlands? Just where did Ultarik get that map? His original explaination at camp two days earlier was very suspicious now.
The half-elf's ears were alert, her rolling, graceful stride was dangerous and ready to spring at any moment.
OOC: I'll think of something to happen later.