Northern Blightlands
It was unsurprisingly hot within the blasted lands of the Blight, sweat beading on Kol's brow as he took another step through the broken and craggy canyon. Two dozen warriors still followed behind him, most of them with stern expressions.
Some of their number had already abandoned this mission, though as soon as they'd turned their back Kol had ensured none would make it far. The sands claimed their corpses, and the Dark Gods had ensured none of their screams reached people who could hear them. This quest was too important for that. He could not allow anyone to give them away.
The shard of the Elemental he and Ormr had captured hung around his neck on a leather strap, the cool gem touching his breast bone even as they walked through the desiccated Blightlands.
It had come in handy more than once already, it's magic allowing Kol to craft pools of water for them to camp around during the night. This was how the company of Northerners had made it through nearly half of the Blightlands, moving through the dangerous territory through a manner that no one had ever imagined they could.
Other dangerous faced them of course, but those could not be predicted. "That plateau up there."
Kol pointed to a nearby ridgeline.
"A good view point, I think." He commented to the Half-Giant besides him.
It was unsurprisingly hot within the blasted lands of the Blight, sweat beading on Kol's brow as he took another step through the broken and craggy canyon. Two dozen warriors still followed behind him, most of them with stern expressions.
Some of their number had already abandoned this mission, though as soon as they'd turned their back Kol had ensured none would make it far. The sands claimed their corpses, and the Dark Gods had ensured none of their screams reached people who could hear them. This quest was too important for that. He could not allow anyone to give them away.
The shard of the Elemental he and Ormr had captured hung around his neck on a leather strap, the cool gem touching his breast bone even as they walked through the desiccated Blightlands.
It had come in handy more than once already, it's magic allowing Kol to craft pools of water for them to camp around during the night. This was how the company of Northerners had made it through nearly half of the Blightlands, moving through the dangerous territory through a manner that no one had ever imagined they could.
Other dangerous faced them of course, but those could not be predicted. "That plateau up there."
Kol pointed to a nearby ridgeline.
"A good view point, I think." He commented to the Half-Giant besides him.