INTO THE WILD YONDER minus my city powers
Take the roads as far as is feasible. Cart paths are extra-wide, something to do with Elon having been building a railway. As we get further and further from the city, I am losing my shit bit by bit, but a glow of warmth from my holy symbol reassures me of My Lady Constance's love and support. Melfina scouts and finds us a nice place off the road to camp. Druss unravels his gift from Max. I struggle to put up my tent, and the Blood Whore finds this amusing. While distracted by my tableau, the gift springs forth into a different tent, toppling the one Druss had previously set up. This tent is markedly shittier. INT roll to identify, I'm certain that tent is weird AF. Druss invites us inside, and we are greatly by a nice cabin setting. He invites us to share the space, which I graciously and immediately accept, as my alternative was sleeping on the ground at this point. 1st Watch Rorin alone, encounters a crow raccoon. 2nd WatchMe and Melfina. Rorin fills us in on the creature. Hear quiet skittering throughout the shift. Talk with Melfina a bit, before eery silence settles. Melfina detects presence around the tent, roll into initiative. It's a feline quadruped with a tail ending in an eyeball. It bites into my shoulder, hard. Luckily its swipe missed me, or I would be down. INT check after Spike lets out the wraith again, I now know that Melfina didn't summon it. It's getting rough and I go wake up the others. We manage to down the beast, which was an Aeorian Absorber, hunter of magic created by experimenting on abominations during the Caster Wars. We head to bed and begin... 3rd Watch Madra skins the beast, and the pelt sucks. In the morning, the magic tent undoes itself after 8ish hours, shunting the pot we left in it back out before falling to the ground. Rorin pokes the moorbounder in the taint with his staff while Druss is mounting.
I HAVE TO FUCK OFF EARLY FOR WORK