Story So Far
When last we left our heroes they had left Rathe’s Wall with all haste in an effort to catch up to Dohl’shelt and prevent the destruction of the Mistwall.
Journal
Once again we left in all haste, our carts loaded with supplies for the journey ahead. Our travels are quiet as each considers the task ahead, only Syr Spar seems unflappable even in our grave situation. Dohlshelt is at least 2 days ahead of us and we can only hope that that isn't enough time to finish the ritual.
On our third day of travel we came across another cart that had a broken axle. It was being used by cultists. Hoping that we could get more information I spoke to them as comrades, and the believed my tale. I was able to get more map locations for them before being interrupted by a woman. After speaking with her we realized it was Shae Rahel’s mate, Thal Askar Kor. She gave us a sign that we were to continue our travels, and that she appreciated what we did for her mate. As we rode off the dying screams of the cultists let us know that she had gained her freedom.
Our journey came to an end at a large submerged city. This city that I have no knowledge of in all my studies. We continued following our map until we came upon a sunken temple of Hades, this was it.
We descended into the temple, and we saw dozens of dead cultists. Their throats were slit, and it is clear that the ritual is either complete or at least has begun. We just stepped into a room, and there is an old mage speaking with a young girl. This must be the ritual it must be stopped.
On our third day of travel we came across another cart that had a broken axle. It was being used by cultists. Hoping that we could get more information I spoke to them as comrades, and the believed my tale. I was able to get more map locations for them before being interrupted by a woman. After speaking with her we realized it was Shae Rahel’s mate, Thal Askar Kor. She gave us a sign that we were to continue our travels, and that she appreciated what we did for her mate. As we rode off the dying screams of the cultists let us know that she had gained her freedom.
Our journey came to an end at a large submerged city. This city that I have no knowledge of in all my studies. We continued following our map until we came upon a sunken temple of Hades, this was it.
We descended into the temple, and we saw dozens of dead cultists. Their throats were slit, and it is clear that the ritual is either complete or at least has begun. We just stepped into a room, and there is an old mage speaking with a young girl. This must be the ritual it must be stopped.
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