Part 1: Setting Out
Days passed as the group traveled southward to Darguun. The Lightning Rail was considered, however the rail would get them closer to the destination by taking them to the far side of a mountain pass.
Having no strong desire to shave off a negligible amount of time for the effort they chose the more direct route. The travelers made use of their still working magical food bag, while Leo made some effort to explain his philosophy and it’s purpose to the others, while Ella sought to ease the travels by the gift of song.
Part 2: Conflict
Later one evening, they came across the sight of a campfire. Carefully making their way closer, they could smell the aroma of sickly sweet meat being cooking. As they approached, the traveler’s spotted the intended dinner, a group of elven refugees.
They were quick to action, fighting the creatures that seemed to be shrouded in some dark shadowy substance. Ella’s tempestuous assault brought most of the ire. Having fallen unconscious, Hedderick did what he could to revive her.
Shadowy figures also nearly beat Leo into submission, Ella’s efforts saving him. Kuric and Hedderick faired much better, laying waste to the creatures to the last.
Part 3: Recovery
The surviving refugees were in no condition to travel on their own. The traveler’s brought them to a nearby clearing to give them a chance to rest. Hedderick and Ella carefully unbound a spell that had been placed on them to track there whereabouts and then took their moment of respite to rest through the night. Leo and Kuric remained on watch, also checking on the elves prepared to offer them sustenance were they to awaken.
Morning came and the elves started waking, their exhaustion relieved, at least somewhat. They explained they had been part of an expedition into the Northern parts of the Mournland, which after a confused Hedderick asked what a mournland was, explained it to be the name of the destroyed land once known as Syre.
Traveling in a giant group, over a thousand strong, they eventually reached their destination and found a powerful mage, who introduced himself then took them as his prisoners. Enslaved, escape attempts were thwarted, hunted down by these shadowy things no matter where they hid. Hedderick offered that he had removed an enchantment from them that seemed to be keeping note of their location for the caster of the spell.
The travelers offered the group a vague destination, but the refugees explained they would be leaving for a settlement of surviving Syrians in Breland. The group pulled as much food out of the magical pack as the elves could carry and bid them farewell.
Part 4: Entering Darguun
The travelers continued south, passing a once heavily used road that had fallen out of use since the Mourning. Soon, a trading outpost was spotted. The markings seemed to indicate the place was a member of the Word Bearers, a faction of the goblins who sought a diplomatic future for their kin and country. They stand in contrast to the Sword Bearers who seek to retake their once lost lands with brute force and have little care for the laws or regulations of others.
It had a warehouse that seemed to belong to the Word Bearers, a Carriage House and an Inn that boasted one of the strongest drinks in the area.
Ella spoke with one of the locals, gleaned some information and thanked him with a drink. The others acquired rooms for the night and prepared for the next day.
On the following morning, the group procured some provisions for travel and even a carriage to take them, letting some of the slower members of the group not have to worry about slowing down the faster ones. They registered, though Ella and Hedderick used different names from what they had used in the presence of Kuric and Leo to date.
Both of them explained that an incident in their home had forced them to flee to ensure their safety and kept them from using their real names for fear of being found out. A more detailed version of the story, which I’m sure you can get if you were to ask Ella or Hedderick, will not be given here.
In any case, the travelers boarded their transport and rode off into the the winding roads of Darguun. That is, until the group spotted what seemed like an ambush…