The River
Moonday, 22nd of Goodmonth
Late Morning, Hot, Humid, Buggy
Creeping up to the cave mouth even closer, Keyon shows his meddle by offering to scout out the entrance alone. Keg and The Knife dont even try to stop him, instead discussing the gnomes position on such things. Keg moves past the entrance as the elf enters, spotting something even more horrible than the hanging totems that Feanol wisely suggests might be offerings to whatever lives inside.
In the alcove beyond the entrance, Keg is shocked to find many severed heads stuck into the nooks and crannies of the rough black cliff face. Most of them have been picked clean to their white skulls from the crabs and other natural critters who make the cliffs their home, but a few of them still retain enough meat and hair to realize what they once were. Unable to tell if the macabre area is another unsettling decoration, or some kind of warning, all Keg can do is point it out to the others.
After a stern warning from Elnaerel, Keyon
heads inside the dark cave, finding the floor soaking wet. The sound of the waves crashing and water plopping down form the moist ceiling are the only noise his elven ears perceive. Messing with his heat vision are several jagged natural holes or openings in the floor of the dark tunnel, spots where he can see the ocean waves rushing in, swirling around under the floor, and splashing water across the tunnel. Natural light coming through holes give off an eerie greenish glow where he can see the sandy ocean bottom covered with rocky patches of coral, making it clear that the cave might be accessed by swimming underneath the black cliffs.
The entire cave reeks of rotting vegetation, salty brine, and heavy humidity.
Actions?
map:
Keyon 6/6
Keg Woodwright 13/13
Elnaerel 10/10 3/3
The Knife* 5/5
Feanol 4/4 1/1 CL, DM, RM
Darklin Sylvanas 8/8 1/1 CL, DM, RM
