Captain’s Log 4 Cold as Hell

After defeating the cultist and explain the situation to who ever is still alive. We followed the underground tunnel that the lizard folk used to smuggle the treasure through. We ended up in the swampy forest and were able to follow their tracks. Traveling through the thick mud was like having boots made from lead. I followed behind everyone because I would sink deeper than the rest. The. We came across this big tree. A tree so large that it reached the heavens. Next thing I knew we were teleported somewhere not on the material plane. It was cold and dark, snow all around us and it smelled strongly of Sulfur. We were on this large tree branch and up hanging from the tree was a face we’ve not seen in Months. Winword, the Barbarian. We got him down and stabilized him. We realized that the longer we are here the closer we get to becoming frozen solid. My metal body started to get a glaze of ice over it. We look around at the tree trying to understand it because it brought us here, it can bring us back. Higher up the tree the branches split off in different directions I have a scene of what this tree is but it’s on the tip of my cigar. After a couple of more minutes we finally found how to escape. We climbed the tree to one of the beaches and made our way back to a material plane. Just before we escaped. A crow flow over and plucked one of Winwords eye out.