3/30/2023 0 Comments Pathfinder efficient quiver![]() We’ll be losing elevation the further we go, which means warmer temperatures. We’re back on the main caravan route and heading south. Timber summed it up best as we were sitting around the camp fire with the stars shining brightly above, “I’ve missed this!” Tonight’s camp was as cheerful as it has been since we clambered up onto the high ice. Various hues of green contrast lovely with rich browns and greys, which are all perfectly illuminated by a blazing ball of yellow in a deep blue sky. The delightful resinous aroma of spruce and fir has replaced the sharp smell of chert and flint (not to mention dessicated mummy and unwashed yeti). Ulf said we were almost sixty leagues west of the Path of Aganhei, and then another one hundred forty or so to our first town of significant size since Kalsgard, although Ordu-Aganhei was no where near as big as the former.īut I don’t care. And then some judicious use of Stone Shape to open up a rock wall and a short while later we were out in the cold clear light of day. It was not a satisfactory solution, and none of us were happy, although Beorn had one of his hysterical cackling fits during our discussion.Ĭaravan, Southern Foothills of the Wall of Heavenįresh air! It will take weeks for before the caravan itself is free from the stench of the necropolis and under-tunnels, but it took only a minute or two of blinking in the bright winter sunlight to shake off the gloom from our prolonged reliance on magical light.Ī pair of Wall of Stone spells this morning and I had constructed a sturdy bridge for the caravan to cross the chasm. In the end we used Stone Shape to carve crude warnings in various languages to keep anyone else passing through here from blundering into the pool. Did the magical field create the undead, contain them, or both? We did not want to dispel the effect only to discover it was the only thing containing any undead created here. Unfortunately this left us no better off than before. We couldn’t just leave the shadows there, and so Ivan and I used force spells to slay them. And just as before they stopped at the water’s edge, which was exactly where the magic field ended. Moments later a pair of shadows appeared at the tree and approached. I took Katiyana’s head, which I had recovered from the chasm earlier, and held it in the pool while Ivan looked on with Deathwatch. “It’s based necromancy,” Ivan said, “but I’ll be damned if I can figure out what it does.” One of our primary concerns was the mysterious magical aura surrounding the tree in the middle of the deep blue glowing pool. It was still not yet mid day, and there was talk of removing all traces of Fumioshi from the necropolis. While we could fly or air walk across the chasm, the caravan oxen and wagons needed to roll across a solid surface, and with the anti-life bubble still blocking the existing bridge, we needed a couple of Wall of Stone spells to erect our own. The yeti’s were no longer a threat and their king had given us free passage through the necropolis, but we were still stuck waiting until tomorrow.
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