Moved on from the Iron. I enjoyed my time there, and I may even return, but for now, I just feel like expanding my horizons. I also got the feeling the new party I was assigned to didn't really appreciate me, like they blamed me for the loss of their party member.
Took the first step to investigate a deserted outpost. Never got there! We were first ambushed by what seemed to be a group of cultists. Some did escape, but we were able to follow them back to their hide out.
Found out this group is a little haphazard. It has been awhile since I started with everyone being strangers. Our lack of cohesion nearly cost all out lives. A veteran warrior and his buddy nearly took 4 of us. Last thing I remember was a crossbow bolt sticking out of my chest. Thank goodness we had healing magic.
We will need to be better organized and more in tune with our abilities next time. Loot haul was okay, not great. No magic, but a full suit of plate brought in enough to buy some healing potions with a little bit left over. The irony is we still have to get to the outpost.
Sometimes I would rather be lucky then good....