Wouter wrote:"This is where we will be needing your guidance, my friend." He says as he points his staff to the thickets of the woods.[/ooc]
nods and removes his bow before taking the lead. He knows his value lies in his knowledge of the location of the place the party seeks. "The entrance is up on a hill,"
he replies to Loren's question while keeping a wary eye out fro trouble. "Two full days from here the rate we're going. Be there right before nightfall I imagine."
For the moment, Gormlaith
seems content to remain at the rear, holding that yard and then some of steel across one shoulder.Encounter Roll: [1d6] = 5
Once night falls, Cauley proves his worth yet again as he starts a fire. Still, Gormlaith is not impressed and even wonders out loud, "I wonder if we can trust Cauley to keep watch? Will you run off into the night or slit our throats?"
The barbarian woman glares at him with a mocking smile. "Perhaps I'll stand watch with him, 'tween Deccan and Yilamz's turn."Encounter Roll: [1d6] = 5
The morning rises and after a campfire breakfast, the party makes their way once more.Encounter Roll: [1d6] = 6
Near the end of the day, the party has been walking up an incline, negotiating their way around the thick gnarly roots of old trees and over moss-covered boulders until they reach the summit. Shadows are lengthening as the sun makes it way to the horizon. Cauley turns and gives everyone a lopsided grin. "'Ere ye are."