Lagrord struggles through the spinning darkness and wind until he sees the faint outline of Colden’s cantrip and hears the faint singing. After tripping and gettin bowled over by the wind a few times… (View Post)

Lagrord’s muffled scream is so drowned out by the screaming wind that not even he can make out the words. The party only knows that someone screamed again. The force of the wind and dust blows Lagror… (View Post)

You march for several hours until it is about midnight. The farmhouses become far sparser as you travel until you are on the final stretch of Astorwind’s maintained road. The wind picks up more fierc… (View Post)

As the song’s last echoes reverberate off the farmhouse walls and rolling hills in the dark, another voice lifts up in song quite different from the tune just heard. Garta’s low, powerful voice lets … (View Post)

Colden’s song, though not particularly skillful by his own standards, rouses Jirt and Kefto, sullen from the mild rebuke, into a lighter mood. Genuine music is a rarity in Astorwind, except during ha… (View Post)