Hunting Gears Pt. 1
Adventurers of the guild, brave, strong and clever, set up a line of reinforcements with the Goliath shaman at base camp and went forth towards the gale. The winds bit and tore, they froze and smote, yet companionship and strength prevailed as the first pieces of the puzzle were collected.
The entrance to salvation, a cave leading to a large Dwarven workshop of some kind, was blocked by thorny vines, alive and vicious, yet intervention by one of the gods above allowed for timely entrance and safety amidst the stoney walls.
Inquisitiveness and care led the way further forward, and the Wyrm among the ruins was avoided in favour of a friend high in a tower. A lone Bronze-looking Kobold, a warrior to be brought home.
The road is fraught with perils yet, as the quest is far from complete and conflict awaits. Luckily reinforcements are on the way.. may victory be found in the hours to come!