Re: Chapter 3: The Tundra and Beyond
The below passage is moved from thread 3-B. It is the same writing exactly.
Only an hour into their trek the twilight faded behind the Spine of the World, blanketing Icewind Dale in darkness. It was overcast, meaning torches and lanterns had to shine the way where the light of Selûne could not reach, and the comforting lights emanating from the windows of Caer-Konig were left behind.
First, the lake had to be circumvented, and there were no roads to follow, in addition very few cairns. Only a mile out, the cairns completely ceased to exist, leaving only the dark silhouette of Kelvin's Cairn and the smallest, most indiscernible hint of the frozen Lac Dinneshere for Farwalker and Idrianthe to make out in the distance. Once upon a time, unless it was the height of winter and the rivers running from the glacier to the Ten-Towns were frozen over, passing into the wilderness east of the lake by foot was impossible. Now, however, it was trivial, and one could barely make out where the ice cut through the terrain.
Ahead laid a long stretch of undisturbed tundra — jagged hills topped with hard, crusty snow as far as the eye could see. Everyone but the downy Wifni, the acclimated Farwalker, and the spiritual Astre and Zula could feel the encroaching chill sting their face and seep into their skin as the temperature plummeted and the rolling winds steadily picked up at the sled's back. And colder it would get. Had one been negligent in assuming one's outerwear back at the inn, it would be wise to turn around.
Rhydd's Survival Check [14]: Between the clouded stars and monotonous terrain, navigating became troublesome; it was as if a blizzard had swept in with how limited vision had gotten. Only thanks to Idrianthe and Farwalker was he able to maintain any landmarks at all. Even turning around and trying to see if the footprints they left behind were going in a straight line, it was a trivial matter to err by just a degree or two. In the end, that could add up.
He thought he was doing as good a job as he could thus far, but there was no way to be absolutely confident.
Thankfully, using Idrianthe's compass, he knew exactly where they were headed.
Question; do any of you possess Navigator's Tools or Cartographer's Tools?
After more half a day of nothing but snow-laden rocky hills, Reindeer tracks were encountered. Very close by, a singular bull stood atop jutting stone, scouting the area. It too, had trouble in this darkness, for it hadn't seemed to notice Wifni nor anyone in the sled until it was noticed itself. It then sprang down, joining what had to be at most thirty of its herd. A far cry from the several hundred they used to number prior to Auril's influence.
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