In reply to Galendra (msg # 37):

'Ok, Let's take action my friends," Storm says.

[OOC: please make sure you take good note of the meals you carry with you and the clothes you wear.]

Anyway, after a three-days trek in the desolate and ominous mountain landscape always going north [remember to deduct two square meals a day from your character sheet], your mountain path splits: you need to decide if you want to carry on straight north or more north east and right now you don't have proper indications to make up your mind about this decision.

"Anyone see any smoke or the like to indicate a town ? Lets keep north and see where it goes, we can always come back knowing there is a choice ?"

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Nobody notices any sign of life during this treck.

"Shall we continue walking?" Storm asks his friends.

"I will go back to the Tower, so you can carry on with this quest. I can leave you four meals."
Galendra turns around and goes back. She will reach the Tower quite hungry, but for sure she will make it.

In reply to Galendra (msg # 44):

"Good luck" is all Robustous utters as he takes the meals provided. Once they are safety packed away He says "North, we keep North for now and see what finds us."

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You keep marching for half day, until the path splits again. This time you have three options: the central path seems to go down some kind of valley, while on right and left the paths seem to stay high.

"Shall we explore the valley?" Storm asks.

In reply to Stormrider Sureheart (msg # 47):

"Yes lets start with that at least it might be more sheltered if we have to make camp. I get the feeling the temple will be in a high place though if these truly are mountain elves."

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"Let's go," Storm urges his companions.

[OOC: Galendra offered you four meals. Did you accept them? Who is carrying them right now? As, after she went back, you walked half day, you should have one more meal or lose STAMINA as usual.]

As you progress straight north, from a distance you can notice a camp with one beautiful tent surrounded by four other tents of a similar size, but not as nice looking. You are still quite and you can't see if there is somebody in the camp, however, you notice no smoke raising from it.

'Shall we investigate the camp?" Storm asks his companions,

In reply to The Director (msg # 50):

"Yes lets take a look, they may know more about this place. The Dwarf approaches the tents.

Robbustous took the meals.

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As you walk down the path to the tents, you hear a very loud whinny.

Garl’s ears perk up.  Was that a horse?  He turns 360 degrees, looking in every direction.

Robustous also tries to spot the animal as they continue forward.

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Storm scans the surroundings, turning his head towards the sound.

As you look around, you notice a fierce humanoid creature with deer hindquarters, brawny bodies and head of stags, entirely ermined in horsetail-like black fur, armed with a two-handed stone club, jogging towards you in a threatening way. Every now and then it is looking around, but you realize it spot you already.

Robustous stops in his tracks and raises his hand in greeting "Sorry to intrude, we mean you no harm. My name is Robustous."

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"Nice meeting you here. My name is Storm. We are on our way to investigate something. What are you doing alone on such dangerous paths?" Storm asks.

The creature looks up and emits another kind of whinny. Very soon three more similar creatures appear, as if answering to its call, surrounding you.
Behind them, on the path, apears also a demonic creature, somehow resembling a stag, but with its features terribly twisted and mutated. On his arm is a Demoncrow and he releases it. The Demoncrow immediately flies north, as the Black Stags attack you.

Storm draws his weapons and strikes at the nearest stag.