The Oh, When last we left our heroes, Task the Kobald Ranger, Panic the Tiefling Bard,

Borcky the Ork Barbarian, Greke the Ork Barberian, Grekels the Kencu Rogue, Remy the Kencu fighter, and a new found friend in

Seika, the Fire Ganasi Monk.

The party has succeeded in finding two ingredients needed to traverse the volatile planes of air, water, and fire.

And now only one ingredient is needed in the form of frost salamander skin.

After a botched blood collecting, a god-murder, and a lovely festival, the party now travels due west to a land once visited by the party in the early days of their adventuring,

mounting their noble lizard hounds and steel bowl,

and with a guide to help them, the party now travels due west

to a world known and yet still unknown to them. So you guys have mounted up on your

respective mounts and are traversing. The weather is fair. It is a beautiful sunny day, partially cloudy with maybe a 30% chance of rain.

As you guys make your way bounding through the forests and through the fields of the

farmlands of al-avas. Notably you have someone guiding you at the front of the pack, a boar, a wear boar,

named Steer vial tusk, leader of the double tusk, ork clan.

Since, say, you've never met this person before,

you see a orc, a female orc.

She is a weirbar, which is rather strange, a person who can turn into a boar.

She speaks very plainly and to the point. She informed you guys at the tavern when you

were searching for someone to help you find the frost salamanders.

Steer of vial to us, that's right. You guys were at your tavern, you were trying to find anybody who could give you

information on where to find frost alamanders. The monster collective that you guys got the

information of the frog chemeth from unfortunately has not seen any frost

salamanders in the nearby area but through word of mouth and also Borky's

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