Camp

Plains North of Ostiarium

Voah and Hunter - As the light fades and cooler spring breeze blows across the the plains, keeping the mosquitos away, you tuck into some rations. Up to the north the imposing colossal sights of the mountain range known as Fang, seems to cover the horizon. It's an impressive view. It's the tallest mountains any of you have ever seen. Larger than any mountains on Garrah or Kru'll. Its snow-capped peaks glitter in the setting sun like pearls.

An hour or so later as darkness falls, you hear some noise carried over to you by the wind. You stop what you are doing and immediately are put on edge. A few heartbeats later the sound of drumming washes over you clearly. To your left, maybe half a mile away, a bright bonfire burns against the night. It must be large, much larger than yours, as you can see it so clearly. No attempt to hide it appears to have been made.

The echo of the drums fills the night and your senses...

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