Wednesday 4 March 2009

Winterhaven

Heeding the Captain's words the group took the arduous route through the mountains. The journey was slow and difficult made worse by the cold mountain weather, however the band finally arrived in Winterhaven, or more correctly what was left of Winterhaven. The town lay in ruins, most of the buildings had been destroyed and plumes of dark smoke trailed in to the sky. As the group headed toward the gates they noticed a sickly purple glow emanating from the graveyard adjacent to the town. Upon investigating they were attacked by an Elven archer, perhaps a dozen skeletons and some kind of zombiefied dog. After a furious battle the party found a note on the elf which may give some clue to Wintehaven's fate.


No comments:

Post a Comment