Well, We got hired for a caravan. Who's going smoothly at first , I mean, we gotta attack by flying deer creatureson. Well, it's not fun, but nothing ended up broken.
Hell, come. We've got past that hill of the damn, so going with most things without a hitch, right? Too bad cultists don't just play dumb.
Dreadknot was found out, kind of hard to prevent yourself from being one of the most noticeable things on this side of the earth we walk on.
He woke us up to a huge thunder sound. It clearly beat the hell out of the kid but got rid of some cultists. And our money bags as well. Im reluctant to put some of my money in our little community pot, but oh well, if it all goes well, it's fine. I hope to Selûne we'll be fine.