Tonight we follow the party on the road to the Blank Citadel. The roads out of Felmore are heavily patrolled as the word that the party has been seen in the city has spread. However the party manage to avoid the patrols on the road, however, their luck wont last for ever and they are ambushed with the Darkstone mountains within striding damage.
So sit down, grab a hot coffee or seasonal beverage as we hike into tonight’s adventure!
Road to the Blank Citadel
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The party leaves the Hidden temple through a vertical shimmering transparent mirror-like portal. As they enter the central chamber of the Red Lord where they entered the hidden temple from. As they step through the statue of the Red lord the surface stops being mirror-like and the portal closes as the symbol they used to trigger the portal clangs to the floor. The clerics are still elsewhere and even the guard to this room remains as they were when the party entered the room.
After leaving the temple the party sets out on their journey to the Blank Citadel, armed with the cryptic clues from the hidden temple guardians. Their path leads them northward, through the dangerous roads and treacherous landscapes. However, the journey is fraught with danger as they realise very quickly that several patrols are actively searching for them, determined to capture the alleged murderers of the Red Lord.
The road from Felmore is bustling with activity, as merchants, travellers, and the busy patrols crisscross the landscape. The air is thick with tension, and every passer-by seems to eye each other with suspicion and the party must navigate the road and their travels to avoid detection while making progress towards the Blank Citadel.
The party moves cautiously through the road out of Felmore, their hoods drawn low and their eyes scanning for any signs that they have been discovered or for patrols heading towards them. The city was alive with noise and activity, but the road out of the city was a stark contrast. As opposed from the jubilation in anticipation for the large feasts in Felmore the activity and noise that was on the roads out came from disgruntled merchants and travellers that as patrols pulled them over.
As they moved along the roads they managed to avoid the majority of the patrols as other travellers were questioned before them. It was going nearly to well as they continued their way out of the city. But their luck ran out when they encountered their first patrol, a group of well-trained guards, knights, and clerics, each one alert and vigilant.
The patrols were stopping all travellers, demanding identification and searching for any signs of the fugitives. The party managed to quickly duck behind a large wagon and they managed to barely avoid detection, or so they thought.
Despite their best efforts, the party’s luck eventually runs out. As they leave the roads and head towards the towering Darkstone mountains the narrow passageway doubles back on itself heading up a ledge. As they turn to climb they notice that they have been followed by the patrol that they believed they had narrowly avoided prior.
As the battle draws to a close, the knight, wounded but not fatally, gasps a message in defeat. ‘You may have won here… but you wont escape your fate, murderers..’
With this ominous warning, the knight breathes his last. The party, battered but victorious, takes a moment to regroup and tend to their wounds. The journey ahead is filled with uncertainty, but they now have a clearer sense of the dangers that lie ahead.
Thanks for joining me for another night as we kick off the second part of this adventure! But we are not done yet so don’t forget to come back daily so you don’t miss a thing and, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe
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